I've been in my room for a week I haven't left, and when I say I haven't left I mean I haven't left. if I had to go to the bathroom or take a shower I just went to the bathroom that connects to my room. Also I've been living off of what's in my mini-fridge. I don't know what to do now that my moms.... my moms....... every time I think about it burst in to tears. I haven't seen James or Ashur, Andrew or what ever in a week. I wish she wasn't gone. I miss her, I miss her warm smile, and crazy hair. I miss her. I haven't seen my dad or sister ether, every time I get the courage to leave my room, I don't leave. i don't want to face my dad. my sisters b-day was 2days ago and i didn't tell her happy b-day, or even see her. I feel like a jerk. You know I need to go down stairs. I'm going down stairs.
"Hi." I said nervous "hi." my dad said and turned back to the TV drinking his coffee, well it looks like coffee good enough for me. I walked over to the coffee pot and it was empty. it doesn't look like any thing was in there. I looked at my dad, he didn't even notice. What is he drinking?
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My boyfriends sisters cousin was my sisters boyfriend
Roman d'amourImagine this: you are a teenage 15 1/2 year old girl that has a loving boyfriend and a terrible sister that all she does is torment you and tease you. So she takes you out to eat but you guys crash into a tree. You get angry and argue, then you just...
