"I don't understand."
I stood up walking into the kitchen for a glass of water before I went to bed. I got my glass and my dad poured the water into our glasses. He was making jokes about the situation he walked in on.
I followed him upstairs, talking about the baseball game, as I got into my room, I started to think about what happen.
I didn't know what to do, or who to talk to about what happen to me. As I drifted off to sleep, I could hear my parents going at it. Next day, the alarm clock went off at 6am...the end of the story look at the video above ↑ ↑ ↑