TILDA
“I keep telling you,I keep telling you but you never listen.” My mother said, as she shoved cereals into her mouth.
It was almost 7am in the morning and me, my brother, Mason, my mum and Dad, were having breakfast at the table. We were all having cereals, or better put, we all had a bowl of cereal in front of us but only my Mum managed to eat though her mouth kept running.
“The Moon Night is always dangerous, you have to have someone with you, there are many girls your age you should move with.”
“That is just nonsense, she isn't at fault, she didn't try to violate herself, it was that pumpkin faced simpleton and that's who we should be putting the blame on.”
“I will rip him apart, I'll do that.” Mason said, barely having eye contact with anyone. He seemed calm but he was bo
