They are stars and I am-----

Chapter 3: My comforter

Squeeze!


Our plate broke when my father throw it.



"Stop it (Your father's name)! You're drunk! You're always drunk!"- My mom shouted while crying


"You shut your go**mn mouth you woman!" My drunk dad answered with a high voice while pointing his index finger at my mom's face then slap her




"S-stop it please, huhu" my mom plead then cry hard again



I run to our small room and cry hard.
They always fight whenever my father is drunk.
There's no time for them to have a peace life, especially my fatger.



Ihug my notebook with Treasure poster in it and it calm my self.


Thank you Treasure for being my pillow, my handkerchief, a shoulder to cry. Even though you're not here but you calm my sad day. Thanks fo being my comforter