day one.

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mom drank herslef to sleep again, i got detention again, i'm missing him... again...

it's been about three weeks since he left..

week one-

..they cared, alot of "i'm sorry for your loss," and "i'm her for you," or "things will get better,"

week two-

..people gave me sad looks and would ask if everything was ok.


week three-

..they stopped caring, friends left, jokes were made, kids are cruel.


***

i don't have much more to say.

though at the same time i want to talk for hours.

you know, in the entire time since Jimmy left, no one has asked me how i feel.

well, i have to go make dinner.


bye.

- Sally Sokoto

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