I could hear scrms downstairs ,both my mom añd dad exchanging words and in seconds later i heard my mom cry and my father walking out .I felt a deep hole inside as i heard her weep .I was only 17 while my elder brother was 22 .We both grew up in an environment of not enough care and love ........... I woke up in the mornng to another fight and this time i could hear my dad packing his bags If u cant leave then im the one leaving my father said in rage as he dragged the luggage