Shut Up Or Die

ped onto the bed, which felt incredibly soft against

fun. Anything I want,

the night, I woke up, feeling a slight pain in my s

w can I escape

the phone with a man whose

g care of o

ck. My father was a good man, always putting the interests of his children and wi

not asle

his arms around me. I tried to hide my

o to bed, it

ep. Goodnight, Dad." I smi

ight,

ve, I sneaked into

lt? Why does Mom

to make her happy, and yet she never seemed grateful for what he did? I wal

aren't yo

, I saw my mother looking at

k you are to tak

at my father, an

to my daughter and a good husba

ather hard, making me cry

hy are you hittin

with worried eyes, an

ild. Go to yo

f onto the bed, falling asleep p

ked, I hate

ke up and found no

m? Where

r under a plate contain

ood is my favori

er the plate and read every word wri

work this morning. We're sorry we didn't wake you u

fter eating, I went into my little sibling's room.

? Should I wake them u

eacefully. Then I walked to the garden, which look

hing I wanted so easily. It feels like I don't

ed a red car being unloaded from the truck. Three delivery wo

who is thi

t and handed me a piece of paper t

ad

ars old, and I received such an inc

k you

joy, holding the

g? How could Dad ha

afford such an expensive gift? But I didn't care. What mattered was that