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What options did I have?
What could I do? I could not exactly go out there and shoot my uncle or blackmail him and tell him to stay quiet.
I had no leverage on him, and that just sounded so wrong and shady. I just felt like crying. And I did end up crying. I ended up weeping so hard, as though that would provide me with a solution. All it left me with was pounding headache, and I had to go through the whole school day horribly grumpy. Nothing could get through to me. I tried to do my best on my exams, and I really tried my hardest, but I don't think that I performed to my absolute best because I had this throbbing headache and I had all these different thoughts knotting inside my mind, creating one great ball of chaos, just spinning around, threatening
