Dad:go to bed Me: im not tired Dad: Don't argue with me just go to bed Me; okay :[ *picks up laptop* Dad: leave the laptop. Me: Dad: Me:*waits till he goes to bed, grabs laptop and runs*
You all complain about how hard things are, yet I bet you have never witnessed your best friend go bald and die of cancer at age 9, I bet you didn't spend numerous nights plotting your death, and I bet you didn't become emotionally and physically scared of your dad because he beat you.