I woke up swinging at nothing....again that is the fifth time this week second tonite thing haven't been the same since the wreck the truck wasn't totalled but close to it.
I cant sleep so I text Reece to see if was awake, he wasn't. So another sleepless night.
I passed out again and woke up to my parents throwing shit at each other downstairs....again. I woke up because my pain killers stopped working and it hurt to breathe a lot so I grabbed my crutches and hobbled to the stairs and as I tried to walk downstairs I slipped on something I don't know what it was but I'm assuming piss, speaking of piss I'm pretty sure I pissed my self after I felt every stair with my ribs and head and as I laid at the bottom of the stairs I waited...and waited...and waited but no one came at all.
It was 7 in the morning be fore my fucking father tripped over me and landed on top of me crushing me but I didn't cry I couldn't my body went numb and there was bliss I couldn't hear or feel anything.
