Mia sighed as she stared at herself in her bathroom mirror again. The sounds of shouting and breaking objects were all muffled by the door but she already knew what the fight was about. Tears mananged to leak out of the corners of her eyes.

The shouting ceased and the sounds of sobbing replaced it. Mia exited the bathroom and saw her mother crying in the kitchen while her father was drunk in the living room. Shards of broken bottles and plates were all around the kitchen towards the hallway.

Mia exited the house quietly, not even bothering to say goodbye. She knew her parents wouldn't care anyways.

"All they ever do is fight all day. Do they even know I...