My dad started getting distant with our family. I often think about what I saw when I was seven. I thought that my dad might have.. murdered a man. It is crazy to think but almost makes sense.
me being me I want to get to the bottom of this.
I trash talk him but keep my distance.
I love my father, i really do! but i don't know how much i'll love him if  he has the tendency to kill others for money.
"Dad?"
"Yes darling?"
"what's the worst ting you've ever done?" He stayed quiet for a moment and then smiles.
"i told your aunt that she would've been prettier than your mother if she took off all that blue eyeshadow." he laughed loudly "stop living in the 2000's judy!" he giggled.
"I'm tired. Carry me to bed"
"Of course princess"
He tucked me in and walked out the front door. he didn't walk into the room with mom.. i hope he's not at some bar. He is a confusing man. I wonder what his job is.

A- sorrysorrysorrysorry I didn't do the daily thing i just got busy and... no one is reading this. Whatever I can talk like I have some fans. I hope I can upload tomorrow if I don't forget. And make it very interesting. It's where bee... not spoilers haha. Well see you then bitnottechnicallyseeyoubecausethisisastoryandicantseethepeoplereadingitbutthatsnotthepointthepointisyougetthepount