You and your mother had an argument, running out the house from pain and hurt. you cant stop thinking of the insults, its every week. you wonder what you did to deserve this, you think this every day.

as you run, you ran into your friend, she's alot older but she cares for you, more than your own mom does. which is hurtful to you.

Eloise gasps and holds your shoulders, a concerned paternal look on her face. "hey kid? you're crying! what's wrong?"