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My mom went crazy last night. We were all kind of eating, except my dad. My dad stands up, and my mom throws corn at him. They start yelling and my mom clears the table by way of throwing shit on the floor. My dad tells us to start cleaning while my mother continues to throw bits of metal around, and a 4 drawer filing cabinet.
The topic of this particular altercation was "no one listens to me" courtesy of my mother. My dad, as usual wasnt paying attention. He was washing dishes. My mom tells him to stop. He doesnt even look up. He resoaps his sponge. Keeps scrubbing. My mom starts throwing things again. They send us to our rooms, and we kind of clean/ kind of listen. There is more throwing and breaking of stuff, including our printer/fax machine/scanner.
We go to sleep at around 11, they're still yelling. We wake up to our parents having coffee together on the back porch. Dad leaves for work with Alex, Vikki gets dropped off by mom. Mom and I go shopping. She bought me socks. And a whistle.
The topic of this particular altercation was "no one listens to me" courtesy of my mother. My dad, as usual wasnt paying attention. He was washing dishes. My mom tells him to stop. He doesnt even look up. He resoaps his sponge. Keeps scrubbing. My mom starts throwing things again. They send us to our rooms, and we kind of clean/ kind of listen. There is more throwing and breaking of stuff, including our printer/fax machine/scanner.
We go to sleep at around 11, they're still yelling. We wake up to our parents having coffee together on the back porch. Dad leaves for work with Alex, Vikki gets dropped off by mom. Mom and I go shopping. She bought me socks. And a whistle.