Willa's journal

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The more I thought about all craziness that took place in the short time I've been in existence, all can say damn glad I'm not. Life would've hit me with a fast ball to the nuts
still nothing would've mattered. I'd just be the guy with bruised nuts .
oh, my mind just wonders all over the place. That's what happens when you locked the basement with nothing but you and your thoughts. Sometimes my thoughts can be so dark, very dark
I've been considering killing my stepfather. I may be scared to death of the bastard but that doesn't mean I can't kill him .
maybe I'll burn the house while he and that whore I used call mom are sleeping off their drug and alcohol induced state both think I'm stupid neither care if I live or die I one big secret that doors lock is broken they never knew how many times I went upstairs  stole a little money here and there took some fruit
I will soon carry the mother of all secrets.
Willa

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