Bad Night

I so wanted to move out last night because of my mom. She started yelling at me because she doesn’t want me to go to the lake  with my dad’s girlfriend. Who knows, maybe she’ll be nice to me. Then, she was listening to my phone call with my dad and she was calling me, so I came into the front room and she’s like “What did he say, what did he say?” I’m like, ” Nothing!” Then I went back in my room and started talking to my dad again. She walked in and kept telling her to get out. She’s like, ” Is that him on the phone?” I started yelling at my mom and walked out of my room and went into the kitchen. She came in and started yelling at me, so my dad was like, ” Call me back later.” That’s when I got really mad at my mom because I had to hang up the phone. So I went outside, came back in, put my medicine, brush, comb, deodorant and whatnot in my purse, and went back outside. Then my dad called me and said, “Do you want to ride around for a little bit?” I said, “Yes.” Then he picked me up 20 minutes later. Then my mom started yelling at my dad, and he just drove away. Then I watched Sean’s baseball game (my dad’s girlfriend’s son). Then we went to her house, and I stayed there for a half hour, then on my way home, my dad took us for some ice cream, and he brought my sister some back. Then my mom started yelling at me again and I yelled back and she started crying and then I stayed in my room for the rest of the night. If my mom yells at me again today, then I am going swimming at the lake. Ha.

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