today was not okay...it was 10:40, i was in my living room, i heard a falling sound from the other room where my parents were. My brother, slipped on oil that he didn't see, my dad yelled at him instead of helping him and falsely accused him of running when he wasn't. my older brother and i were the only ones that were caring for him. his braces went inside his skin. i text my mom and she went to get him to the hospital. i was crying in my room, hoping he's okay. he's still not here. but me and my brothers did not want to talk to him ever again. i just...why? who yells at them for being hurt instead of helping. I'm glad you read all of this.
