Back home after a long day of school, of course Mori is still clinging on to me which I don't mind because that's what he always does so I'm just used to it, I walk into the house hearing the distant sounds of shouting in the background but I just calmly walk towards my room my steps slow but steady like I heard the a hundred times before with the usual "it's all your fault" or "why are you even here" from my parents but one thing stops my in my tracks "because of you and that child I can't live my life the way I want to, The lord didn't bring me into this world to give birth and do nothing"
I recognized that voice complaining as my mother, not like I haven't heard that before but it makes me quicken my pace to my room and I just know if that were me 10 years ago I would have probably burst into tears but when your 16 and constantly keep hearing these words you just grow numb and suffer in silence even though it tugs on one's heart strings because no one would comfort you or rather no one would comfort me "I hate their voices so much" I mutter under breath while closing my room door