I really hate charity balls I mean I like donating but do I really have to dance and sing my dad thinks I can sing he always catches me singing to music over YouTube or Spotify. he basically begged me to sing tonight then Bruce agreed and no one can disagree with him. "fine ill sing for you but i'm not gonna like it". we finally got to the party and I saw dick and baaaaabra *sigh* "go hang out with the others" said dad I slowly walked over grabbing all the food before I got there  I love to eat "you look nice tonight" said dick "yeah ok you too" I said dad rushed up yo me and said " its time" and practically pushed me on stage. I stood there with the microphone it was quiet everyone was staring at me like what she going to do I started to speak " I...I" the mic made that annoying high pitched sound I pulled the mic away from me "ahh heh mmh im going uh to sing this song for you guys " the band started playing "I guess uhhmm" every one was whispering to each other very loudly saying she forgot the words I ran out dick and Barbra followed me I locked my self in the toilet it was a really nice toilet. I busted the window open and ran home I messaged dad so he would know Im ok. I sat on my bed waiting for dad to come home. he came home and up to my room "I know how you feel" said dad "no you dont you have everything just go away " I said "fine Ill leave". I opened the window dick was climbing the tree that was next to my window when he got to my window he jumped in my room. " what was that why did you run away?" said dick "maybe if mum was there" I said "where is she?" she died "  "oh how".