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Broken Glass

Updated: Mar 21

Chapter 1

Sitting on the cosy mattress in our lounge room, I find solace in watching my favourite show, Dora. My parents' voices grow louder as they argue about something that makes my heart ache. I can't help but overhear snippets of their conversation, and it's about me. "What about Charlie?" my dad’s voice trembles with worry. "We need to think about her happiness," my dad responds, his tone filled with frustration. I clutch my stuffed bunny tightly, continuing to watch the tv trying to avoid my parents and surroundings. Suddenly, my peaceful moment was shattered when I heard my mum's angry footsteps approaching. "Charlie,we need to leave now!" she exclaimed, her voice filled with frustration. Confused and startled, I looked up at her, my eyes wide with innocence. Without any explanation, she swiftly grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the house, leaving my dad behind. As I sat in the car, my heart filled with a mix of fear and curiosity, wondering what had happened and where we were going. “ What about daddy?” I ask quietly, I glance at my mother confused as she buckles me in my car seat. She sighs and pauses for a minute.       “We are just going on a trip, alright?” my mum says, her voice laced with kindness. As the car slowly pulled out of the driveway, I peered out of the window, my eyes scanning the familiar surroundings. And there, standing in the doorway of our house, was my dad. His face wore a heartbreaking expression, filled with sadness, confusion, and a hint of despair. My heart sank as I tried to comprehend the emotions etched on his face. Why did he look so upset? Why did he seem so lost? Questions swirled in my mind, and a sense of unease settled in the pit of my stomach. I couldn't help but wonder what had happened to make my dad feel this way, and I wished I could reach out and comfort him. I placed my hand on the window and kept my eyes on my dad as we drove off. I felt guilty and uneasy for some reason. I was confused about what was happening. Why was my dad so upset? Why did my mum drag me in the car? I had so many questions but no words so I sat silently in my car seat, my mind racing with thoughts.  


by: Capree Hyde



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