Day 7 of 21

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Day 7 of 21- Six days ago I didn't think I would make it this far, but I did. Once again I didn't want to wake up, eat, live a whole day, but I survived. My appetite was turned off by a swarm of flies in which my grandfather calls his "friends", utterly ridiculous. I then sat around for an hour and a half doing nothing. I went to the beach. My grandfather wanted to be young again and decided to drink and drive. Safe to say my brother and I were scared, but what made me upset today was a young couple. They have newborn baby sitting in a play chair in the sand next to their car, whilst they pour Ciroc in a water bottle and drink it, and go in the water leaving their child there.  And what makes it even worse is that they're slightly buzzed getting ready to drive around with their kid. What's wrong with humanity is all I thought. I then went to eat dinner, but noticed my grandmother wasn't there to save me, so I attempted to eat by myself. Didn't work. I was told to come enjoy the breeze with the same disgusting flies and I hated it, then I was expected to take the man's plate for him. That made me want to go home more than anything. Serving someone who didn't even have the heart to think about the two lives he was in charge of, but instead decided to drink and drive. It disgusted me. The rest of the day I dealt with. I'm not looking forward to another day. Until Tomorrow.

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