I stood , thinking about how my life could get any worse . After my dad died and my sister left things got harder and harder and worse and worse . Its hard to move on from a tough point in my life . Hopefully i can find someone who can relate to me .
I slowly made my way to my bed and fell on my back into the soft luxuriouse sheets . I wondered of into my thoughts and stared at my pink celling . Then a sharp thought accoured to me . School ugh .
I wondered for a while until I was interupted by the loud vibration of my phone . It was a stuggle for me to grab my phone . I got tangled into the covers and had a mini fight with them . It reminded me of when
my dad would wake me up in the monings then tickled me untill i was fully awake . I miss my childhoid . I miss my dad ......
