She stood,Frozen in fear."What do you want.I've tried as hard as I could to not flip my shit and this is the thanks you give me?"Brandi's mom shouted.Brandi stayed in her room but could easily hear her parents fighting.Her father wasn't the greatest human being.Brandi felt a tear fall down her face but she tried to ignore the pain,And she went to her bed.

Her life kept trying her.(meaning life is tough.) She didnt have the best school life and her parents constantly fought.She sat down and grabbed the mp3 player that sat beside her.Music was one of the only things that she found good in the pointless world she lived in.She had a really good voice too.Something she didnt share with the world.Not even her parents.

She was only 9 at this point though.She had it.Her parents had been fighting for years,And most of it was started  by her alcoholic dad.She quickly dropped the mp3 player and stormed into the kitchen.

She stood right next to her parents who didn't notice she was there."SHUT UP!IVE HAD IT WITH YOU BOTH ABUSING ME,SCREAMING,BEATING EACH OTHER.BE NORMAL DAMN HUMANS BEINGS AND SHUT THE HELL UP!IS THAT TO HARD TO ASK!?"Brandi had to get it out before it bursted at the worst time,And it ended up that way.

Her father looked furious while her mother looked shocked.As her father stormed tword her.Brando ran tword her room but before she closed her door,her mom came and pulled Brandi's father back.That was the tragic day,Brandi's mom died.