while i was a lil bean i was up at night and could-not go back to sleep and was going to ask my mum to read a bead-time story... and i ended up listning to my pearents fighting and i ended frezing on the spot in my bedroom door-way and listened and listened and listened and listened. then i wached my dad storm out the door.to this day i..i...i still thought i could of done something. if i had steped in and said some thing to make them stop then we to this day be one happy family. now my dad ownly comes over on specal occasions like my b-day ( witch is on the 25 of october) and christmas one day i want him to come over and stay forever so we can be a family again...ovet the time he has laft it feels like i am looseing how i am day by day,week by week and year by year a nother part of my self falls in-to the end ls pit. due to this i have starting to loose contact with my friends over the years...it's so cold
