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Monday, March 26, 2012

Cecile

So at dinner today, dad brought up math... I got 54% on my last test. I made a deal with my teacher that in exchange for not sending my mark home, I'd get at least 70% on the next test. But like the fool I am, when my dad asked, I said that I didn't do well. He was like "Oh, so, 68%?" I was like "Uh, no, much lower..." And he guessed spot on and, well, things imploded from there. Then exploded.

I stood up to him.

Oh, God, Sophie, I was terrified he was going to stand up and hit me. I argued with him for a few minutes, then gave up and cleaned up my dishes before I went upstairs. I changed out of my PJs into some clothes, shoved on my jacket... Then just stared at the floor with my cellphone in my hands. My shoes were downstairs and I could hear dad yelling. I posted on Facebook in a group for some of my closer friends and Rain saw and called me. He's probably the only reason I didn't smash my mirror.

Yes, with my fist, I'm not smart enough to go grab a rag.

I snuck out later for about fourty minutes and climbed a tree and just listened to the birds sing... Rain cheered me up by talking about random things and making me laugh and smile and get my mind off of it. He kept saying he didn't know what to do, but in a situation like that, there really isn't much you can do. He'll understand eventually, like you do, Sophie. I still love you so much for reading me the first chapter of Eragon that time over the phone. It got my mind off of it pretty quick.

Mom came up before I left and told me she was proud of me for standing up for myself. I'm so worried about what dad's going to do, though... You know how he is. I'm worried he'll go through with that threat of removing himself. I'm so scared... But I think I'll be ok. I've got you and Rain, right? And Demeter and Wolfe and Abby.

'Till next time.

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