I was doing my home work on my personal computer because my school laptop ran out of batteries. My Dad told me one time to do the table, and I was doing my homework (I had a lot to do because of vacation). He told me a second time to do it, and I was just finishing a sentence when he came over with a wet, long rag and hit me over the head, also hitting the laptop that was on my lap. I shrugged off the pain and got up to do the job, but I shook the mouse and oh my god I cried like the 13 year old boy I am.
My laptop screen is broken and it's going to cost a lot of money to have it fixed :(. I'm just so loving mad and sad right now.
/13yearoldlifewithadadwhocan'twaitforhissontofinishasenten ce
(yeah I know I should have gotten up in the first place, but using a loving heavy wet rag as a whip, and actually breaking my 3 year old laptop that my dad still hasn't fully payed off? at what cost is this?)