As I enter the kitchen, I see my mom chopping carrots and putting them in a pot full of stew. "Hi Mom! What's that?" My long citrus مالٹا, نارنگی سکرٹ, گھیرنا sways underneath the air conditioning vent. "I'm making vegetable stew. KNOCK. KNOCK. KNOCK. KNOCK. "I'll get it!" I call. I run towards the wooden door and I turn the bronze-colored knob. A man with shaggy dark brown hair appears behind the door. "Hello. Is your mother here?" Who is this guy? "Yes. She's in the kitchen." I make a left towards the small باورچی خانے, باورچی خانہ and my mom looks at me. "It's for you." I mouth the words silently. "Oh!" My mom, walks to the door to chat with the man. "Hello Daniel!" Daniel? Who is Daniel? Could that man be Daniel? I don't trust him. He looks...suspicious. As I walk towards my room, I see my mom hugging Daniel. "This can't be happening." I mumble to myself.
With my door wide open, my mom enters the room without knocking. "Chanhassen," she starts. I look up from my homework and see my mom is dressed up in her business clothes. "Why are آپ dressed like that, mom?" She stares down at her outfit. "What do آپ mean? I'm going to work." Work? "Work? Now? Why?" I'm good at asking questions! "Daniel will be driving me to work. We had an emergency meeting. I'll be back in about an گھنٹہ and a half." She kisses my cheek and runs out the door in her tight black dress underneath her black blazer. "Mom?" I yell. "Yes dear?" She peeks her head through the door. "Ummm...nothing." I shake my head. "Oh. Ok." She nods.
I watch Land of the Lost every time it comes on T.V. Tonight is the newest episode. Where is my mom? It's been three hours! "Huh?" The door knob makes a sound and I see the door open. It's my mom. "Mom!" I run towards her and hug her. "Uh-oh." I whisper. Daniel is behind my mom. "What are آپ doing here?" I snap at him. "Chanhassen!" My mom says. "I was just dropping your mother off. I'll be leaving. I just need to use the restroom." Good! Before he heads for the bathroom, he grabs my rare china bowl from the side میز, جدول in the living room. He slowly puts it in his pocket. I gasp.
With my door wide open, my mom enters the room without knocking. "Chanhassen," she starts. I look up from my homework and see my mom is dressed up in her business clothes. "Why are آپ dressed like that, mom?" She stares down at her outfit. "What do آپ mean? I'm going to work." Work? "Work? Now? Why?" I'm good at asking questions! "Daniel will be driving me to work. We had an emergency meeting. I'll be back in about an گھنٹہ and a half." She kisses my cheek and runs out the door in her tight black dress underneath her black blazer. "Mom?" I yell. "Yes dear?" She peeks her head through the door. "Ummm...nothing." I shake my head. "Oh. Ok." She nods.
I watch Land of the Lost every time it comes on T.V. Tonight is the newest episode. Where is my mom? It's been three hours! "Huh?" The door knob makes a sound and I see the door open. It's my mom. "Mom!" I run towards her and hug her. "Uh-oh." I whisper. Daniel is behind my mom. "What are آپ doing here?" I snap at him. "Chanhassen!" My mom says. "I was just dropping your mother off. I'll be leaving. I just need to use the restroom." Good! Before he heads for the bathroom, he grabs my rare china bowl from the side میز, جدول in the living room. He slowly puts it in his pocket. I gasp.
I come ہوم and their fighting.
I hate it! I want to tell them to stop.
But I cant, because Im stuck in the middle.
They tug me, playing with me.
I cant handle the pain!
When I go to school no one can see my pain.
I fake my happiness.
I want to go hide in a corner and cry.
But I cant.
Because no one lends a shoulder to cry on.
My دوستوں dont understand!
I come ہوم again, and my parents pull me.
Ripping my دل like a angry raven.
My siblings, they... they... leave me there. Alone.
I feel alone.
Deserted.
No where I feel happy.
Because Im alone.
Why cant anyone see?
Why cant my parents stop fighting?
Why cant my دوستوں lend a hand?
Why cant my siblings pull me to my feet?
Why am I alone?
I hate it! I want to tell them to stop.
But I cant, because Im stuck in the middle.
They tug me, playing with me.
I cant handle the pain!
When I go to school no one can see my pain.
I fake my happiness.
I want to go hide in a corner and cry.
But I cant.
Because no one lends a shoulder to cry on.
My دوستوں dont understand!
I come ہوم again, and my parents pull me.
Ripping my دل like a angry raven.
My siblings, they... they... leave me there. Alone.
I feel alone.
Deserted.
No where I feel happy.
Because Im alone.
Why cant anyone see?
Why cant my parents stop fighting?
Why cant my دوستوں lend a hand?
Why cant my siblings pull me to my feet?
Why am I alone?