"Lean On Me"

Kendall~

   As I jumped up and down on my bed, just like any little kid would do, I plopped down on my bed with a smile on my face as my mom walked into my room with a joyful look to tuck me in. She sat near my head and talked to me softly, while lightly caressing my hair. During these moments I always had a warm feeling inside me, a feeling that made me believe everything was going to be okay, but it wasn't.

     The feeling of relief left me wondering if it was all a lie as I saw my father in my doorway with a disgusted look on his face. That face is still imprinted in my mind today, and I'm not sure if it'll ever leave. My father has hated my mother for a long time , yet I never knew why. As he shook his head disapprovingly before walking away, I suddenly felt unsettled. My mother took notice of this all, and swiftly kissed me on the head goodnight.

   "Goodnight Kendall"

   " Goodnight mom", I said as I nestled into my bed.

   When my mom exited the room, I soon hear yelling from downstairs as I pulled the blanket over my ears to try to drown out the screams, so I could avoid reality a little longer. It's not like I was surprised, this happened often, and it always left me with thoughts flooding my mind. Why are they fighting? Are they going to get a divorce? Was this my fault? When the yelling finally stops, the silence is almost deafening. My thoughts become louder and louder inside my head.

   As I slowly drifted off to sleep with these thoughts swirling around in my head, I was never able to get rid of them, no matter how hard I tried.

                                                                             
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Maya~

   Life isn't perfect or fair if you'd ask me.

   Ever since I was little I've grown up to learn that life isn't always what you want it to be. However you just have to make the best of it with what you were given.

   When I was little the one thing that always made my day were birthday parties. My mother loved them too cause she'd always see me having a good time with my sibling as she suffered deep down just by trying to keep us happy. My parents had always had problems with their marriage, however from what I'd seen until then it was only minor. That was until my father showed the true colors of the marriage the day before my 2nd birthday.

   As far as I could remember there were moments in my life where my father wasn't there. I was very close to my father so I'd feel like a piece of my whole life was missing, and without it I was usually upset. The first time he wasn't there was for my 2nd birthday party. I know what you're thinking: how am I suppose to remember that, I was practically a baby. However, I feel as if I remember it like it was yesterday.

   My mother was worried sick about my fathers condition and where he was while I just was sad he wasn't there for me. After a while she had gotten a phone call, from my father, stating that he was in jail for drinking and driving. I didn't know about this at the time cause I was little, but the disappointed and emotionally recked face on my mother as she looked at me made me feel all her worries, just by her facial expression.

   As I started to look around for my sister I began to cry more at the sight of my fathers presence missing from my family who came to celebrate my birthday. When my sister finally saw me crying softly she rushed over and tried to comfort me while telling me that everything was going to be okay, but I knew things weren't ever going to be okay for a long time. Things would never be the same.

   I felt emotionally alone as a two year old, and this emotional train would only continue and as I grew older. Even though I didn't know this at the time, I felt something that no little kid should ever have to feel, fear.

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