Sam let me into the house and I looked around things haven't changed a bit. "I haven't got all day" Sam said to me. "Stop it!" I yelled. "Your such a faker! You always were so kind and now your being a jerk!" I yelled. "I'm the fake?! Your the fake this isn't you, being girly and being public about your singing! You used to be a shy tomboy!" He screamed to me. "That's all in the past, people change." I replied. "Why are you here anyways?" Sam asked me. "To apologize, I'm sorry I left you, I'm sorry I got your mother fired, I'll give her job back" I said. "It's too late for that, after you fired her she became an alcoholic and she left us alone" Sam told me. "I I I am so sorry, I was a child then and I should have never got her fired." I said as I sat down on the couch I just cried, what have I done?