How to start a composition with inner thoughts

Dad, do you know? I have many things in my heart that I want to say to you. But I

have been holding it in my heart, but I dare not tell you what I mean in front of you. Fear

If you say one wrong word, you will frown with that terrible brow, and you don’t know what will happen.

A "storm" is terrible. Today, I open my heart and tell you what is in my heart in this way.

Dad, you have a bad habit of smoking. Your cigarette packs are everywhere:

There are two packs on the table, three packs on the bed, and five or six packs next to the TV! Every time

you smoke, my mother and I will stay away from you. As long as you have a cigarette in your mouth, we will hide from you wherever you go

, like playing hide and seek. You look "very good" when you smoke: you first skillfully take out the cigarette and lighter, then light the cigarette with a "pop" sound. Sometimes the lighter is not held securely and may hit one's own nose. You sit on the sofa, cross your legs, take a long drag on the cigarette, and then slowly exhale the smoke. As long as my mother and I smell this smoke, we will be coughing and unable to catch our breath.

My mother and I have made many smoking rules for you, but you just don’t listen. Mom often quarrels over your smoking, which makes me often restless.

Do you remember one time when you said you were going to Uncle Chen’s house to play cards after dinner? I originally wanted to prevent you from going and let you stay at home with me. However, thinking of how tired you are from going to work every day, I have to let you go. When you left, I made a request to you: smoke less. I quietly checked your cigarette case and it was still full. After you left, I was playing at home. Suddenly, I found your wallet dropped on the sofa. Suddenly, I was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, walking around the room, thinking: If you lose playing cards, what will you pay for! After thinking about it, I quickly went downstairs and brought you your wallet.

I ran to Uncle Chen’s house out of breath. As soon as I was at the door, I smelled a choking smell of smoke. When I opened the door, I saw smoke filling the room and almost no one could be seen. I found you and was about to give you my wallet when you took out a cigarette from your bag, lit it and started smoking. I see that the trash can next to you is full of cigarette butts, ash, and cigarette boxes. I handed the wallet to you and said, "Dad, you didn't take your wallet, I brought it to you." I thought: Dad will definitely praise me. As soon as I finished speaking, you poured a basin of cold water on me and said, "What are the children doing here? Go back quickly!" After hearing this, I felt hot and very angry. I finally got angry with you and said, "You damn smoker, smoke a cigarette. You can smoke. I'll beat you to death if I wait!" After I said that, I rushed out of Uncle Chen's house and looked back with tears in my eyes. Run towards home.

After I got home, I sat on the bed and called my mother and told her about the situation just now. My mother said to me on the phone: "My dear son, don't be afraid. Mom will give you some advice in a while." Call and criticize him. "Shortly after I returned home, you came back, and I gave you a hard look. Then, I heard my mother calling you, and I vaguely felt my mother scolding you in the room. I thought to myself: You really deserve to be scolded. Mom scolded me so well. I clapped my hands in joy under the covers. However, deep down in my heart, I hope you are healthy and safe.

Dad, please quit smoking. For your health, as well as for my study and mother's health, please quit smoking.