We FINALLY get home. I didn't even bother to touch my head phones or pick up my cheesy novels. I wasn't even worried about the cartoons anymore. I wanted rest. I wanted my mind to just not have thoughts stirring through it.
Nitpicking everything wrong with me. I lay down and just breathe. Hugging my comfort bear that I have had since I was a baby. Never felt judged by that bear. Kim was the only one who knew I slept with the bear and she didn't even make fun of me for it.
Even though if it was reversed I would have probably made fun of her. Ugh, everything makes me think about everything wrong! I get so irritated that I cry even more. I cry so much that I fall asleep. At last.
Some type of rest. I don't even believe that I had a dream. Just black and cool air. Black. Darkness.
We often associate black and darkness as scary. I once heard that we are not really afraid of it.. We are afraid of what's in it. For me I don't know what's in my head... Or how to express it.
I think that's my problem. Lack of self expression.. I don't know. I can't say that I do not care because I do. I don't know how long I was asleep.
I just know that when I woke up my room was dark. The street lights were on outside and the crickets were doing their night singing. I check my phone. 8:00. What the heck.
I haven't eaten(even though I don't have much of an appetite). Ma will be getting up in about 2 hours for work. She's so close but so distant. I miss her and she's right by my room.
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Teen FictionIdentity, it's something most teenagers struggle with. Love,something everyone deals with. Insecurities,we all have them. Loss,we've all suffered/will suffer from it. Sit back and come on the journey with Farrah as she goes through the teenage journ...
