We waited for that day to come and finally the decision of the court was guilty. My father was sentenced in prison in its ranges from two years, four months and one day to six years.
When the judge announced it, my heart was jumping in happiness. My mother cries in my arms and it I feel more emotional for that. I watched my father being arrested.
He didn't looked at us, instead he just turn his back and walk away. I hate that we never had the chance to fix our problems and we come up with this kind of ending.
We can't predict the future. We just have to accept it and move on..
"So, you'll go with Noah now?" My mom looked sad while holding my arms.
We're here inside our house now, she packed some foods for us so when we get hungry on the road, we have our food to eat. She's really caring, she knows when I need her help and care. My mom knows everything!
