Well yesterday I went to my dads house because my parents are divorced,and by law my sister I have to spend everyother weekend with my dad.It was about 7:30 when my mom dropped us off at my dads.My cousin opened the door and he greeted me,unlike my dad.All he said was,"Hi".

but not in a very polite matter.It was more like a,"Oh god I have to take care of them now.When will the weekend end." I ignored him. But it still hurt me. My cousin was playing video games while I watched. When my dad comes out of the room dragging a nasty looking matress and threw it on the floor. He said this is where your sleeping. I was shocked. He always let us sleep in his room, while he slept in the living room.

Inside I was crying. He pulled out a few blankets, and walked to his room with the door locked. He orderes some pizzas (eventhough i knew he didnt want to.) I knew he didnt want to waste money on us. He was going to work the next morning Saturday because he had to go to work. I waited and waited and waited for him to come. But he didnt. Some of my other cousins stopped by. We hung out for a while ebut they had to leave.

After they left it got very boring. I called my mom to tell her is she can pick us up. Ofcourse she said yes. So im on my sisters laptop very bored, when the phone rings. It was my dad. We were talking for a while and he asked me why we left. I responded," After my cousins left it got boring so i asked my mom to pick us up."

I tryed not to crack my vioce. It did. Why didnt I tell him we were leaving he asked me. Because you werent home,you were with your friends drinking  I said. All he could say was okay. I hung up and went straight crying to the bathroom. I had realized that my dad doesnt love me. I know I was right. Should I keep calling Richard "dad"

I dont know.