This story shows how my parents fell to a tragic death, while their children sat and watched, unable to help. Sitting there was agony.
This is how two young fillies fought through the bad happenings and pulled through it all. The pain is hard to handle, but still, 'Everything will be alright,' they say. How do they cope?
OMG, my father's like that too! He starts grabbing my notebooks and stuff like they were his! D: He doesn't even knock at the door before enetering my room...
dads aren't the most respectful of other people's privacy, are they? :3 My dad looks through all of my diaries and stuff and it's SO annoying when he laughs at it i'm like "my life is serious stop laughing a my problems and then just sit there and watch hopelessly as he flicks through every page. once i just yelled stop