Yesterday, I was trapped in the lake for 2 hours and got rescued by firefighters. I never thought it would come down to this. My parents were yelling that at me for them being cold. So cold that they got a cramp. You know how that feels, when your parents don’t even care? Now Today, my mom interrogates me. Furious about my parents love, I said it doesn’t matter because i want to forget about it. My mom storms off mad just because I don’t want to share details. That hurts me most of all. If i do tell details, I will tell them that I felt better trapped out there than being anywhere here. My parents think they are hurt by my attitude and rebellion. What about me?… 17 years of true agony of trying to deal about how my parents could even give me a ounce of care. The only care I get is from the stuff you buy for me, thinking that it would make me do good. No that is not how a parent should do. Comfort and love is the way to go and not once has i experience that kind of caring. Even my friends stayed behind to see if we were ok. They were only worried about us, not about themselves. Now that is a family.


