I hurriedly stood up once I heard my alarm clock go off. I had been lying awake for a few hours since I couldn't sleep.
I put on some running clothes and then started making my way downstairs. The house was still deadly silent, which was a big surprise to me, but I didn't pay any heed to it.
I had my hand on the doorknob when my Dads voice echoed through the house and I turned around and saw him standing above the staircase.
“Where do you think you're going?”
He asked and I could see the anger in his eyes. I unconsciously swallowed and that was when I realized something...
Never have I ever been afraid of my Dad... Until now. He had changed so much in the past few weeks that I barely even recognized the person standing in front of me.
“I-I was going to go out for my morning run.”
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