Daddy daddy, why did you beat up mom in front of me? I'm only 12.

Dec 03, 2004 15:52

Well my dad hit my mother int he back of the ehad a few times while Zach was int he car. Celia and Zach showed up at friday's to tell me the bad news. The boss let me off work...I wanted to slash my dad's tires, I wanted to beat him up, I wanted to do alot of things. I ran home....sprinting like crazy. However while I was running I saw a flash of Blue...neon bright blue. I thought of Ashley...I stopped running. I Thought to myself....what are my actions going to accomplish. I starting thinking about my life, my family. I can beat the livign crap out of my dad...I have more fighting experience and intelect than he does. But that would only gain me and my family a temporary satisfaction...And it would anger my father and he'd retaliate against us. It's not about him attacking me...but more about him ruining thigns for people I care about.

I might mean something to Ashley. I know Zach looks up to me. Celia is one of my best friends. I jsut came into contace with my childhood friend brian, etc. etc.. As conceided as this sounds I'm a gift to alot of people. That's why I keep going on in life, that's what drives me to do my best. I don't care about what happens to me much...But what happens to people I love and care for. So while I was walking to the house I decided to talk to my dad and not to do anything rash. I thought of myself as something of great value for a change. I know that Ashley's sad alot and that people have hurt her...people who should've been there for her. I'll never do that. I know that Zach needs someone to look up to. And I've been that person for the most part...I used to write out homework for him and force him to do it and he'd thank me for it. I used take him skating and teach him what little I know. I'd yell at all the kids who made fun of him. Celia...I would always listen to what she said even if I didn't want to. She can tell me anything.......*sigh*. Ben, I don't think I've really been there for him....*sigh*. I wish I could fix everything.

If I could sacrafice my life to make everyone elses better I'd do it. If God came up to me and said that If I were to go through pain and suffering to make sure everyone else was safe and sound...or even if it was just for one of my friends to be ok I'd say yes to that. hey...I'm running out of time here so I guess I'll just finish this up for now, go to work, Thank God for what I do have, and try to be the best that I can....I wish I could be Perfect. I'll try...I mean it's immpossible to be perfect but I'll give it my best effort.

Good bye.
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