The other day my girlfriend and I had a fight. The fight resulted in us breaking up. It started when I came home from school the other day and my parents were on my case about, what seemed like, all their world problems. What was I supposed to do? Not get mad? Of course I got annoyed and started lashing out at everything around me, that's when my girlfriend came over. Still annoyed I looked at her with glaring eyes. "What is your problem?" she asked.
"Nothing", I said.
She looked at me with a strang face, "Seriously though, what is the problem here?"
"NOTHING!" I screamed. To make a long story short, that is what started the fighting. We went back and fourth about how I was always in a bad mood and blah, blah, blah. She had aparently had enough of me and my horrible mood, and decided that beaking up with me would be the one and only solution. Still loving her I regret letter her walk out that door, so I looked for help on how to get her back. THAT is when my parents decided to help me out of this god forsaken mess they put me in. "Buy her flowers and take them to her house, then apologize!" my dad had said.
"Dad, I don't think she would want me going over there without teller her."
My mother chimed in, "What about inviting her over here and I'll make you two dinner, and I can apologize for you since it was our fault."
"That is the dumbest thing I have ever heard." I said seriously.
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