Ripped apart

Kendra goes back up the warehouse, running her hands over her brother's Piano before pulling out her Journal, tears she'd promised him she wouldn't shed slipping from her eyes onto the paper as she writes.

I hurt ... I don't know how to describe how much I hurt.

I don't know how it happened .. one minute everything was ok then suddenly Daddy was throwing Bobo out of the bar and denying he had son. I'm more lost than ever; my family, the one thing I always had, is ripped apart. Daddy is hurting too I know .. and Bobo. I want to help them to make them smile and want to be together again but I just hurt so much I can't find words. If Daddy tells me I can't talk to him I think I'll fall apart.

Bobo said he has to find his own way and he was going to find a job, he promised me he wouldn't leave town and I made him promise to call me every day so I know he's OK. He seemed so grown up all of a sudden as he walked away it made me realise I'm really just a kid.

I wanted to kill today .. not an animal like at home but I wanted to kill an actual human being, truth is I still do.

I can't write more right now ... I just hurt too much the paper's getting all wet.