One friend was called Simon. He was
It was fun playing with them but sometimes it was tiring.
One friend was called Simon. He was a quiet kid with red curly hang.
"How dare you do that in front of me! In front of everyone!" my mom was angry and her voice sent chills down my spine. I can hear the clanking of silverware against plates. My dad chuckled "She was begging for it." I can hear my mom loudly sigh.
"This is not working out." I can hear the loss of energy in her voice. "I want a divorce." she said. I peaked through the entrance. She's picking up her glass of wine. Father, after hearing her words, slammed his silverware on the surface of the table. I flinched.
"Are you crazy!? How about Alice?" "She can live with either of us. And besides, Carter is with her." my mom shrugged.
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