"Dad's left?" I ask Jenna who's busying herself with a can of soda and the Television in the living room. She looks up from the TV and looks up at me with a sweet smile on her face."Yeah." she says and stands up to give me a hug. She sits back down and folds her leg up on our most expensive couch. The one only my dad is permitted to sit on. Seeing her all comfy on it gave it away that the old man's left. I take the soda from her and have a little sip of it before handing it back to her. I glance at the TV and groan. I hate reality TV. Why sit back and watch other people live their lives on camera. Without wasting any time, I stride up the stairs and head straight to my room.I gently turn the doorknob and walk into my already unlocked room. I toss my bag to my bed and jump on to my bed. Spreading my arms on the bed, I start to wave them like I'm making snow angels. "Home sweet home."My bedroom is my home. It's the only place that belongs to me