The rain clung to the window like paper to glue.
Arabelle stared out the window, her father had abanded her mother, sister, and her.
Tears rolled down her cheeks, feeling as though it was all her fault. Her mother had locked herself in the bathroom afraid to have her children see her cry.
“Arabelle, I miss Daddy.” Arabelle’s little sister Alana shrieked between tears. “Alana what do you want me to do about that!” Arabelle shreiked, “How do you think I could possibly make Dad come back?” Arabelle’s eyes blazed. “I dont know.” Alana sobbed hysterically, “Exactly so go cry to some one who cares.”