I was driving about 10 miles over the speed limit not even paying attention. I should feel lucky that I survived that night but at the time I didn't. The tears I had been crying were still trickling down my face.
It's sad to think that when you come into this word you have no worries, no problems no stress but then you end up like me, with nothing.
I heard my phone ringing for the seventh time that night and for the seventh time I ignored it knowing what was on the other end. No one wanted me anymore. Not one person. I thought about driving off the road that night, thought long and hard about but what would that fix.
When I finally pulled over it was three in the morning. I finally decided to look at my phone.
It read:
3 missed calls from mom
2 missed calls from dad
1 missed call from my sister
1 missed call from my brother
It didn't matter though because they didn't care. If you did care they would've stopped me from doing this, from following whatever random thoughts popped into my head.
Now I'm sure your beyond confused so let me start from the beginning, dinner.
