I asked my mum about why we keep moving. it went badly. very badly.
Here it is
ME: Why do we keep moving?
MUM: (lying)because i didnt like the other places we lived in.
ME: Why is it that death, destruction and fire seems to follow us?
MUM: (Raised voice); STOP ASKING ME ABOUT THIS! IF YOU WANT ANSWERS YOU WILL HAVE TO LOOK FOR THEM YOURSELF!
ME: ( quietly) Whoah mum i was only asking.
MUM: GET OUT OF MY SIGHT!
I left to live with dad but he wants to send me back to my mum. at my dads i found some disturbing things.
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