I’m writing this at Sat 30 Aug 23:48, hoping to cross into midnight. Now I’m year 8 and have a little bit more power, August is over and looking back, I practically wasted my time. I kept thinking “What would happen”, “Where would it happen” or “Will it happen” but never “What is happening right now.” I couldn’t really sleep on the night of Aug 30th. Replaying everything in my head keeps me awake. Even the most simple pond in my head unravels into the pool I swim at. Worst part is, on 30th Aug, head was pounding, body aching and feverish, slept like a baby at the sofa of Grandma’s house, yet can’t even close my eyes for 5 secs in the bed of St. Martin. Wish time could replay for a month until I knew how to spend it Hoping the future will be better -Sheldon
So dad came for Christmas, this is the 4th day, Mum told me to go shopping, so I said ok. But the abuser said write a list, or nothing gets in your brain ‘But mummy, it’s boring so of course I’ll complain.’ The list said meatballs,milk, broccoli and its imposter, Mincemeat with cheese, on the roster, Lastly, when done, mum said, ‘Wait…’ ‘You misbought everything, what will happen to our plate?’ Then I said, ‘Uh Oh, we’re done for!’ Turns out, the cheese was the thing we bought before! -An annoyed Sheldon on 21 Dec
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