Author's note: if you may recognize part of this piece, its because i took the beginning of Clare's letter that she never finished (Degrassi) and adding my own too it. I didn't come up with the beginning so i put my disclaimer to it, i don't own it just the other parts.

'We need to talk' is a line that every kid dreads, but you know what's worse -- waiting for it. Every minute of every hour of every day. Because I know it's coming -- the reason you're fighting all the time. And I know I won't like the answer, but whatever you tell me can't be worse than the waiting. So, please, don't make me wait any longer.. The tension and the suspense is suffocating me, I can't take it. I'm not the little girl you always say I am anymore. I've grown up and I notice things. The fights and yelling matches, the coldness and tension. Just tell me, it might not be good news, but any is better than none. I see how you guys never talk any more but just argue, saying how you have to go back to work every day. It's like you want to get out of the house just so you don't have to deal with anything. It's just that sometimes it's so bad I just want to run away from everything. Every minute you're home you guys argue, not one moment of peace. If there is a quiet moment at home it's because only one of you is home or you are just too mad to speak to each other. It feels like a divorce waiting to happen. So what's going on, really? Are you actually going to talk to me or plan on keeping me waiting and in the dark?