my mom always lecturing me about how a woman should always to everything for the men of the house and "arisbeth you never clean" or "arisbeth you're the worst daughter ever".
climax
i walked into my mom complaining about how im an awful daughter, to my dad. i acted like i dint see anything.
falling action
i got into an argument with her because i said i wanted to move out and go to collage in new York to become a fashion designer after i graduated. she them told me to leave forever that she wouldn't care if i died.
resolution.
i was so done with all my problems i felt so overwhelmed so i did what i had been planning on doing for months.
my family found me on unconscious in the bathroom my sister called 9-11 immediately
i died because none ever bothered to check up on me or when i was at my lowest and my mental health sucked.
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