The next morning I'm up before dawn, everyone else is asleep, I dress quietly, I go to the shed grab my hunting gear and enter the woods, it is still dark, most people would find it scary but I find it comforting, I head to an old abandoned brick shack by the time I get there it's getting light so it makes it easier for me to see, I spend the morning tidying the place and making it fit to live in by afternoon I can do no more I need some blankets and my clothes from home so I spend the rest of the afternoon hunting(they probably won't be pleased if I go back empty handed)then head out of the woods towards home for the last night, as I walk in everyone goes silent so I put my rabbits on the side and wash my hands ignoring everyone, I can feel there eyes on the back of my head but I just keep with the task of washing my hands, when I turn around everyone quickly looks away except my father who smirks at me, I look straight through him and head to my room.
Nobody calls me for dinner, I'm not important enough anymore after it has gotten dark I go into the living room where it goes silent upon my entry, I was hungry so I went to see if there were any leftovers, there wasn't, the pot was empty when I looked in and when I looked up father was smirking at me again, so I went back to my room and went to bed hungry, it doesn't Matter I'm leaving in a few hours.