Just when I thought things were finally looking up...things got worse. We moved into a beautiful new home, and I had my first gig at the Diner! I was so excited. I've been working really hard at work and finally my talent has been recognized. I get a text during intermission that Yuki was picked up by police for being out after curfew. There wasn't anything I could do! I couldn't just leave the concert. So Yuki had to stay in Jail for a little while.
When the concert was over I rushed over to the Jail and picked up Yuki. All the while wondering what Dad was doing. When we finally got home...I chided Yuki for the first time. He's a teen now and I know such behaviors are bound to happen...but we don't need this type of trouble. I could tell he was tired...possibly drunk. So I think I let him off easy.
When we walked into the house and found dad dead in the bathroom. I'd never seen anything so horrible in my life. We called the paramedics but they were too late. Yuki and I wore exhausted. We both went to bed with tears in our eyes and in our hearts.
We finally managed to fall asleep when we were awaken by the alarm. A burglar had successfully broken into our new home! Luckily the police had no trouble arresting the culprit and returning our good. I never felt so unsafe. Usually I could lean on my dad but who could I lean on now?
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