God... I woke up this morning by bawling my eyes out. My eyes look red enough to assume that I'm high, or well that's was Mrs. Harvey pointed out and smacked me against the head.
She made me promise her not to do drugs or alcohol while under this deep depression I am in, but it confused the life out of me to see why she assumed I was doing drugs.
I understand now and I feel stupid about it, but I can't kick myself in the head over this you know? I'll probably repeat the same mistake until I can finally have a dry morning.
Today, it's raining. I hear thunder crash and lightening flash in my windows, but what was the best part was the rain. The rain hit roughly against the dirty panes of my window, and I watched stray cats run into card board boxes for cover. I see my self like a cat...
No one thinks I'm there, but I really am.
No one thinks I understand them, but I truly do.
No one thinks I'm good, respectful, or sweet, but they just don't know me.
I'm a cat , and I am very sleek and pretty. They just don't see it in me.
Mrs. Harvey is knocking on my door and asking me to come to dinner with her, but I don't want to eat dinner with her. I just want my baby back... Oh...
My baby... I'm sorry Mummy left you, I can do better.
Please come back to me...
Is this really me? Am I this pathetic, broken-hearted, of human waste mum? I left my own baby to seek adventure in England.
Mrs. Harvey please be patient, I just need to calm down before coming to dinner.
I wish my baby was here.
Bonnie Gray
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August's Tears
General FictionRead through the tearjerking, depressing, and dark journal of Bonnie Gray Bonnie Gray is a young adult female who is now learning how to deal with her paranoia and depression by the help of her 74 year-old landlord Mrs. Fiona Harvey Read how these t...
