We are moving houses today, my mother is stressing because we are not moving in 2 weeks, my stepdad is annoyed because of mother..don't know why don't care.. and I'm just....bored.
The man, who I should called dad, just lost his house recently as he was using my mothers name in the property he owns....and i don't know what more to write....

oh I am a very spoilt kid...I act tough when really I'm breaking inside...maybe when we move my term of "depression" will go away.

I put the pen down as I close my diary
"Lucy come down stairs!" My mother screamed, i sighed standing up from my chair, making the most loudest screech

"we should really get new chairs"i whispered.... because we are moving mother, being the controlling one, told us that theres no point in buying anything new except food and water bottles.

"LUCY!"my mother screams again but louder, making me flinch

"IM COMING MOTHER" i shouted while grabbing my phone, I ran down stairs.

"yes mother...."i called out as i stumbled my way through the darkness

"mum did you forget to turn on the lights" I asked but get no response.I stop walking and turn around trying to make out the objects in the room.

"child your not at home with your.....mother" A dark voice came from in-front of me. The persons Foot steps got louder as they came towards me.

"YOU are playing with fire child! WHY ARE YOU HERE" The voice screamed again but this time i could feel the persons breathing right on my face.In fear i stepped back tripping over something.

"LUCY-what happened why are you on the floor" My mum spammed me questions as she looked me up and down

"Mum..i..i...I'm fine"I chocked out..i didn't want to tell her what happened before..i mean she's worrying enough

"graciou- uhh come on Lucy i just cleaned the kitchen floor "My mother laughed, i laughed along with her as i grabbed her hand to pull me up

wait....  i'm in the kitchen