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Today was like all the morning having to get up with of yelling and screaming of my parents downstairs. I was tired I usually got up go downstairs and they would be quiet so that I wouldn't notice. How pathetic I thought they try so hard for me not to listen to them yelling all the time, but I can and I do hear them. When I wake up in the mornings I do, when we go to school I do, when I get picked up from school, while I do homework, we have diner, and I fall asleep with them yelling at each other. They will never change. But today was going to be different. I got ready for school got my breakfast, and waited in the car. My father got in second while my mother closed the door of the house. I put in my headphones and blasted them

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