I look up at the ceiling and I stare at the little patch of mold that's beginning to grow more and more everyday. A tear rolls down my cheek, gently moving down my face till it drops on my clothes and splashes. Another rolls down my face and another, one at a time they begin to leave my tear ducts. I remember all the fun times I had with my family and that a little patch of mold that used to grow on my ceiling at home or what was my home because I don't think I'll ever leave this place.
My eyes start to feel cloudy and I begain to stop crying because I am a guy and guys don't cry that much, well at least I don't cry that much.
I lay in my bed listening to all the noise around me and I can't answer nobody not even the sound of my mums, sweet voice as she talks next to me. Telling me about her day and how she is feeling but I can't even reply to her and I can tell in her face she is upset as she kisses me on the cheek. I notice a tear rolling down her face and she bursts into tears. I wish I could just hold her and tell her everything's going to be alright and that she doesn't have to worry about me. I'm just going to lay here and maybe get a little more overweight since I can't move to loose any weight. My mums face begins to go red and she crys more , making me feel sad. She begins to walk away. "Bye".she waves." I'll be back tomorrow". She walks out the room and a tear leaves my eye. I feel so helpless like I'm depending on everyone else to cope without me and to carry on with their life's whilst still coming to see me.
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Paralyzed love
Teen FictionSome people say laying in bed all day is a good thing but its not when something really bad put you this way. but on the bright side no one will talk to you because they think your an ugly stupid guy, well not anyone everyone thinks that except this...
