Evans
My name is Evans, I live with my mother and a sister who's life is her make up. My parents are now in a roller-coaster ride in their marriage. And my life sucks as of this moment.
Across the street I saw this girl who is always sitting under the mango tree.
She is quite pretty with her shoulder length brunette hair.
What is she holding?! Scrapbook?! Really she must be a college student like me. Oh well girls are all same.
Make up, dolls, dresses, shoes. Name it those stuff i hate!
I woke up by screaming voices of a man and a woman. Went out of the room and saw my sister crying outside my parents room.
"What is happening?" I asked Liz.
"Mom and Dad are fighting again and I heard Dad said it's over." my sister said
"What do you mean it's over?"
"Evans are you really that stupid? They are divorcing!" she shout
"No it can't be. They can still work this out."
"I dont think so, Evans." my sister said while crying
So I runaway, not knowing that its raining so hard. My feet took me underneath the mango tree.