Screenplay This Disaster

I walked into my house today and my mother stops her conversation with my father, looks at me and says, " You know, I wonder what you do in there. Do you get anything out of it?" I didn't have a chance to reply because she went to her conversation with my father. I didn't have an answer for her except that I couldn't say, "Yes."

I'd like to thank my mother for one day I will prove her wrong. The things she says sometimes hurt harder and last longer than any other pain I've experienced in my life. My patience, understanding, and moral views have all stemmed from being able to survive what she put me through. Its true about that old saying; She wasn't the best mother, but she was mine. I wouldn't trade her for anything. She's my perfect gatekeeper.