Years. (Phan)

四番目 - Four

Philip Michael Lester
Age: 8
Time: 6:37pm
Home/Wokingham,UK. June 11, 1999.

I woke up and felt weird.

8. I guess that should count for something.

Everyone thinks I'm a mute,
That I don't know how to talk.

I know how to speak, I'm good at reading and my aunt even said so and she never says anything good, she just complains.

"Oh Philip you'd look better in blue"

"Oh Philip please do stop pushing your hair into that fringe of yours. You need a barber cut"

"Philip darling you're so white, you really should go out into the sun a little more often"

She is never quiet. Which is quite different from me.

Today was a nice day, because I held Daniels hand.

It was the only good bit.

It's been 16 days since dad got taken away and mum looks a little calmer now.

I came home to a nice cake with a candle in it, and even though she still looked sad she smiled at me.

I'm forever grateful for that birthday cake.

I don't know if I'll ever get one that tasted so good again.

I'm not sure it was the extra chocolate chips.

Or the vanilla icing.

I think it was because it was my first.

And first things are always special to me.

Hi guys c:
I have an excuse as to why I haven't been regular posting ( like I said I would )
I've been going through too much at school and it's been hell stressful for me to keep up, and I've stayed home today because of it.

Also, listen too the band Hooton tennis club, they're really super amazing.

I hope you're having a lovely day, regular posting is promised starting this Friday.