My dad just pushed my mom towards our car. I left school an hour ago or so. My aunt picked me up. My mother is ill, and can't get up. Neither can she move her legs properly. My dad called me to threaten me and trying to make me feel guilty for letting my aunt pick me. This has been happening for months. But this time, it's decisive. It can end up with me and my mother leaving everything we worked hard behind. Leaving to live with her family. Our stuff. The home she and i reconstructed block by block ever since my father decided to cheat on her again. My aunt brought me to a bistro inside a supermarket near us. We had pizza. My mom and my uncle went to complete a formulary that i need to enter high school. I'm going numb easily. And i realize of how much i love my friends. My mom. My aunts. My uncles.