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I Don't Call Him Dad

December 2, 2009
By Anonymous

He's still sitting there.
Glaring at me.
He looks at me like I'm dirt.

Why can't he just leave me alone?

Now he is yelling again.
His eyes are bloodshot.
A vein in his neck bulges out.

What did I do wrong this time?

I do everything wrong, he says.
I never listen.
I am a disgrace.

Why is he so mean?

I just sit there and take it.
Zoning out.
Think of something else, anything.

This is just how he is.
I try to please him, put him in a good mood.
It only works for a little while


The author's comments:
This is true... actually.

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