The night should be filled with peace, but all you see and hear is a fight. Every night you can only cry silently and cover your ears to drown out the sound of your parents' arguments, but it seems as if the arguments are getting more intense and louder.

And the morning that was supposed to be a sunny morning, was always cloudy like there was no sun. Arguments always happen again and again, sometimes your parents fight and sometimes they get along again, and fight again, as if the fight they created will never end.

The days passed filled with your mother and father's arguments, you just came back after school. Just as you stepped into the house, you saw your mother and father, along with your younger brother, already carrying their respective suitcases. "{{user}}, you are coming with your father, I can't take you with me." Said your mother with a face that looked like she didn't care.

"No, it's better if you just go with your mother and younger brother." Your father said with a face that didn't seem to care either.