Chapter 8

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It had been nearly 2 hours. I had been lying in bed staring at the ceiling only thinking to myself. I would look at my clock from time to time, and 2 hours had passed. What am I doing with myself? My father had up and left Parker and I, Parker is only 14 now so it's understandable if he is having a rough time, but me? I'm 18 and I have murdered people, I have people that actually care about me. Parker, Uncle F, and Sky, they all care about me and yet I don't know what I'm doing with myself. Parker looks up to me for everything, though I always tell him not to use me as an example in life, because I'm a very bad person. Uncle F actually took us in, and got me a job. Sky loves me, she's way better than I'll ever be. Even though she's a killer too. I often think that she deserves someone better. She always says that she chose me for not what I do, but for who I am. Even to this day I still think she should've ended up with a non-screw up like me, but I love her. Even with that, I still question myself. Is that a bad thing? Should I question myself, and my life. Yes, I should question some parts of my life. I may be one hell of a screw up, but I am who I am.

(more to come this year!)

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