I wish...

---[I can see that it hurts her. I know the evil that flows when she cries. See her tears as she clutches at it, the only thing to hold? Hear the walls shaking? Don't make the wrong choice now. There is violence, and it's escalating. Who knows where this will lead?]---


Mom is always praying that the family will calm down, always trying new things to "bring us together" and is even reading Battlefield Of The Mind For Teens to us because she thinks we'll magically start loving each other and being the perfect family. Then this morning and basically all day she's been yelling at the kids. And since she's been being nice to us and tried to stay calm and loving and all, they're fighting and talking back to her, not respecting her. I'm not surprised.

Of course, I've stayed in my room all day. I went to the store and now I only have one dollar left. And for the last half hour I've been desperately wishing to go live back with my daddy. My biological father, who's in Texas. I was an only child before moving in with my cousins. Now my dad's retired and getting plenty of money, and I could easily set things up and move back in with him.

But I don't want to leave everybody. Especially Parker. but after this next year, my last year in high school, I might leave them all and go to New York. For photography.
ican'twaittogetoutofthisfuckinghouse.

He knows I want to leave. He wants me to talk to my parents and see if they can take more control of this house. But I think it's impossible. I only have to endure one more year. one more year one more year one more year...........

THENTHEREISONLYESCAPE.