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Aghhh! My mother’s scream pierces my ears like a needle. My parents are fighting. They fight 24/7. “Rebekka! Why did you have to do it?” shrieks my father “I-” “You are the worst!” “Baby,” she sighs.
“You loved him! Didn’t you?” I can hear in his voice he is holding back tears. “Honey come on!” she is crying. “Shut up!” A door slams. I bury my face in a pillow to drown out the noise. There is a large crash that comes from downstairs. It is quiet enough to hear a pin drop. The crying, the yelling, the pain, it’s over. There is a knock on the door. Somebody opens it. “Hello Mr. umm Andrews, you neighbor Mrs. Carrols complained that there was a disturbance coming from here. I am here to give you a warning, but I am required, by law, to deliver the message personally to her. May I speak to her?” …show more content…

I glare at my mother, “You are the worst.” She sighs, “Baby.” I say, “You loved him! Didn’t you?” She’s crying and says, “Honey come on” I can’t control myself. My legs carry me into the dining room. I pick of the lamp and go back into the living room, then shut the blinds, and finally approach my mother with my lamp in hand. My body shoots forward and then scream, “Mom!” I glance at the clock, it reads 6:53. What did he do? I won’t be able to look him in the eye. I roll out of bed and take a long, ice cold shower. By the time my shower is over the clock says 7:32. I rush to the kitchen. It is small, has two windows on the back wall, we have a small table in the middle, and the wallpaper is peeling in the corner of the walls. I grab an orange, brush my teeth, and run down the street to school. When I get there everyone stares at me and all conversation stops. Why? When I walk to my locker somebody whispers, “Hey that’s the kid with the dad!” I grit my teeth.
I am a freshman so I am treated like trash. Always. I only have one friend, Adam. There is one other person. Her name is Taylor, and she is kind of my girlfriend. But not

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9/11 Short Stories