Childhood home -sold

Date: 12/3/2017

I saw on Snapchat that one of my friends was living in my childhood home. I knew this meant that my dad had sold the house even though he said he wouldn’t and grandmother had asked him to not do anything rash. I told my mom, devastated. I went to the house and snuck in through the basement. I saw how Baylee’s family had changed the basement. There were video games where there used to be a pool table. There were a few of my things leftover. I was jealous that this house was a happy and fun place to Baylee, but to me it is a place of bad memories. I took some of my stuff and ran out of the house. Later I saw my dad but I hadn’t spoken to him in a long time. He wanted me to talk to him though. So I told him that I was betrayed because he sold the house even though he said he wouldn’t. I was so upset that I could barely talk and he kept interrupting me. I felt like I couldn’t breathe. But I did get my point across even though he didn’t much care. I was jabbing my finger at his chest and forcing him to walk backwards into a wall. I felt powerful for a short moment. Later there was a family dinner and he was there. I stood up and told everyone what he did while I stared at him. He interrupted me at first. I told him to let me get my sentence out. One by one everyone else started to leave the room while I was talking. When it was just us left, I ended by saying “And I’m hurt, I’m betrayed, and I’m disappointed in you.” Then I left too. Dad was smiling and chucking.