I woke up to the sound of my sister's voice. Four hours of sleep and I have finished homework. I didn't expect his voice though. It was an instant slap to my half-awake face. What the fuck is he doing here? What the fuck does he want? His existence is pointless and insignificant. He leaves on Wednesday. Before anything can be changed. Before something can happen. Never enough time to set things right, but things like that only happen in movies and dreams. Life just slaps it out of you and you're out on your own. Oh wells. "Dad's" home; as if nothing had ever changed. Like he hasn't left and had lived here the entire time. Hell no. Things change.
Oh wells.
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