Part 20

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I then laid down on my bed and said "can't I just skip I'm sleepy..." While laying down on the edge of the bed, Phil said, " No, Tommy, you must eat Tommy" I said "Fine but only a little, please?" Phil sighed and said "Fine.." I then got up and said "let's go then" Phil then got up and then we walked together to the dining room and saw Wilbur and techno, I walked up beside techno's seat and pulled the chair and sat down I looked at Wilbur at the other side of the table, I then saw Phil holding two big bowls of soup, I ran up and said "I can help" Phil smiled and said "thank you, Tommy " I got a bowl of soup and put it down onto the table I smiled as I walked off to go to my seat. and sat down, Phil then tried to little talk with Wilbur and techno, which obviously did not work because they aren't speaking, I then tried to speak because it was too awkward  "um..techno and Wilbur..how was today..?" Wilbur sighed and said "fine...I guess"
then techno then said "good.." they were quite in a bad mood.. I then nodded and started to take some soup and then grabbed my spoon and stirred and drank the soup from my spoon but when i put it in my mouth it was so hot that I flinched  and then stick my tongue out  and tried to fan it, Phil chuckled and said "Be careful Tommy" Wilbur and techno nodded and laughed lightly 


I then smiled and i continue to drink my soup and then i said "I know I'm so glad that you don't starve me if i weren't adopted i might have starved for a week " i laughed but nobody was laughing i looked around with worried faces, then techno said, "would they starve you in the orphanage?" i gulped i then grabbed my ears, closed my eyes and said "please don't make big deal please"  they all look each other and sighed and Phil said "Its okay Tommy..you can go upstairs.."  i then opened my teary eyes and then walked slowly upstairs and went to my room and how could i be so stupid? i have tears in my eyes even though i want it stop, i laid in my bed and covered my self with thick blankets. and slept, 

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