Oh no. Bad news. Daddy found the special drinks mommy was hiding. He got mad and threw them against the wall. The kitchen smells and they are still yelling. I don't want to hear this anymore! They find something to yell about every other day.

Mom about how Dad does love her.
Dad about how he can't find his suit.
Mom screaming about Daddy's "anger problem"
Dad about mommy's "drinking problem"

Now today, he found the drinks and she told him "if you can drink with you boyfriends I can at least drink something too!"

There was a few scribbles on the paper.

Im back... I'm at the waterfall... Alone...
It's peaceful here. And quiet. I keep hearing sounds but I see nothing... Maybe it wasn't a good idea....

The paper was ripped like the pencil was pushed too hard against it.

At the bottom, it read:

Bye daddy...