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Blue Elephant


My happy place was always Dave and Buster as a little kid, the smell of deep-fried food wafted over to my little nose as I played games, this was my heaven and my parents knew. One day my dad took my sister and me there for the day while my mom was at work. I played for hours ignoring my stomach’s suggestions to eat, for I was too focus getting that blue elephant from the claw machine. My dad was waiting for me with a patient but a nervous look on his face “Honey, why don’t you let me try?” I shrugged giving up on the game for now. I wandered over to the booths that my dad already got for us and sat down, my sister was already there waiting for me. “Here you go honey” my dad said as he set the fluffy elephant down on the table, “Now listen, you know me and your mom has been fighting a lot and we thought it would be a good idea to split up” my dad explained with a pained look on his face, I sat there staring at him with a curiosity in my eyes and got up to play more games as my sister follows behind me. Hmm… I thought as I whacked the hammer down hard, what does splitting up mean? I was so confused but that didn't stop me from playing and winning some of the games. My question was answered on June 8th as I walked in the master bedroom to find boxes, tall ones, small ones, and ones that can fit me inside. I looked through all of the boxes and wondered why is all the furniture and clothes all packed away. I ran to my mom who was reading with my little sister outside on an egg chair, "Mom why are there boxes with my clothes?" I asked worried "Honey, your dad is moving somewhere else and so are we" My mom explained like it was no big deal at all. Deep breaths I thought as I casually walk inside the house, how did I not see the signs?

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