The TV was on, mummy was sitting on the sofa and daddy was eating on the couch, they ignored me, I have been calling them for hours but they can't hear me.
I am standing near the tv looking at my parents, they had this sad look on their faces, a tear was running down my mummy's face, seems like she was troubled in her soul.
Daddy looked like he was forced to eat, it was his favorite yet he didn't look pleased.
"Daddy Mummy, please talk to me"
I shouted the 27th...