My mom stopped the car, parking it in front of our house. I grabbed my bag, with my many different kinds of candy, chips, and ice cream pints. My mom told me that there wasn't any limit on how much I could grab so I grabbed any and everything until I felt like it was perfect.

And throughout the way, we were listening to Whispers of Harmony and just talking to each other.

Now we're home, my arm and hands are starting to hurt by how much I have. "Ann, do you need help with that?"

I nodded, struggling to give it to her. She grabbed it, making it look easy. "Next time, I'm not going to grab that much. Only candy and not so much ice cream." I yawned, running around the store tired me out.

My mom grabbed her keys. "You can go to sleep, I'll call you when your dad is here."

I went up to her and hugged her. She hugged me back harder. "I love you mom."

"I love you too Angelina." She whispered to me. The door opened and I ran to my room, changed my clothes and went to my bed. It took me a while to try and sleep but after I found a comfortable place, I easily went to sleep.

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The sun was hitting my eye but I was sleeping in a comfortable place that didn't bother me a lot. My pillow was cold just as much as my blanket was.

"Ann." I heard the door creak and my mom softly said. I can hear her footsteps moving back and forth.

"Hm?" My mind was starting to wake up but my body was too comfortable to move to face her.

“The food is ready and your father is here.” My mom almost whispered the last part as I barely heard it.

I got up, facing her, and got out of my bed. “Let’s go together because as soon as you leave I’m going to fall asleep again and then Dad will have to drag me out of my bed.” My mom laughed, wrapping an arm around my shoulder and we walked downstairs. I remember when my dad did that but he did it in front of my friends and it was really embarrassing, now more because they keep on bringing it up.

The window was pushed up, the breeze was cooling and it was starting to wake me up. The house was much brighter than it was earlier ago.

My dad was there in the kitchen moving around. "What time did he get here?" I whispered, not wanting to disrupt my dad from what he was doing.

"10 minutes ago, he didn't want to wake you up when he got here."

I sat on the stoll and my mom sat next to me. "Hi Ann, how was your nap?" My dad looked back at us then to whatever he was making.

"It was good, I slept like a baby."

He put whatever he's making us into plates, then pushed it towards us. "Eat up, we have something that we really want to tell you Ann." I looked up to my dad, his face was sad and I could tell that he was smiling so it didn't upset me.

I gave him a small smile, eating the mysterious food that he made.

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My parents are sitting apart from each other, I am facing them but I'm not sitting between them. The mini table is breaking us apart.

It's quiet and it seems as if neither of my parents want to look at each other. They're only looking at me, the floor, or the house.

My dad sighed really loudly and then cleared his throat. "First I would like to say that your mother and I love each other very much, we still do.."

He's opening his mouth again and I stopped him. "Are the two of you getting a divorce?" I can feel my tears beginning to form.

"No, we're not getting a divorce."

I wiped away tears. "Then what's happening towards you both?"

My parents looked at each other and then at me. "We are taking a break from each other."

My eyebrows scrunched, a break? What even classifies as a break? Does this give them a pass in a way to start dating other people but it wouldn't be classified as cheating since they're not dating?

"A break?" I said out loud, not sure if I heard them right. I thought they would get a divorce but a break? I don’t know how i feel, am I happy? Am I sad? I don’t know.

But I’m wrong as they both nodded. "Yes, a break."

"For how long?" This is stupid, it's either they're back together or they break up.

"For as long as it needs to, but," My mom pointed a finger at me. "It won't be an eternity."

"But-" I got up when my dad stopped me.

"Ann, calm down. It's many things, small and big, that have been…. Difficult and that has been causing problems for a while now. It won't be a terrible thing for us and something that we need. Your mother and I, we don't hate each other. We won't ever hate each other. Ever."

I wiped more tears not wanting my clothes to get wet but also I didn't want my parents to feel guilty for telling me this. This is important.

"Angelina, your father and I have talked about something else. We were talking about where and to whom you're going to stay with. It was best that you're going to stay with me. Your father has been talking with me and I agree. We agreed that we should move away and to a different house."

"You're going to be alone Dad." I tried my best to not show it through my voice, even though they could see me clearly and my tears.

He lightly chuckled. "I'll be okay, you and your mother can visit me whenever. I'll be here in this house every single day, you can always visit me."

"Mom?"

"Hm?"

I looked down at my arms. "When are we going to move?"

Hopefully, we'll move to a different home but I'll still go to the same school. I'll still have the same friends and the same school building that I'm now familiar with.

My mom shook her head. "Not today or next week, don't worry. You'll be able to still hangout with your friends for the next couple of months. It won't happen right away but soon."

"Okay."

"We're sorry Angelina for dragging you like this and for arguing in front of you when you shouldn't be seeing."

I stayed quiet, I wanted to tell them that it was okay and that I'll be fine but truthfully, I'm not. Especially not when my parents have been arguing frequently and in front of me.

"What time is it?" I yawned and then stretched.

My parents grabbed their phones. "It's 11 in the morning."

"What are you going to do?"

I got up from my chair. "I'll take another nap and I'll see what I'll do for the rest of the day."

My dad nodded and they both got up. "That sounds like an excellent idea, I'm going to take a nap too, I couldn't fall asleep at night."

Then my mom yawned too. "I'm also going to take a nap, the air was really cold last night and it kept me up almost all night."

"Good morning?" I tapped my chin. "Or would you consider it a good night if it's a nap? Even when it's morning out?"

My parents shrugged. "Either way, have a good sleep."