what was i thinking

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   I walk home. Alex lives a street behind me. When i get home it is 5:23 at night. My mom will be home in about an hour. I sit down and check out netflix. I binge watch stranger things until my mom gets home. She makes dinner and i we eat spaghetti. I finish my food, then I go upstairs. I lay on my bed and ponder. It seems useless but it helps.
    Im a different person in my thoughts. Thoughts change emotions just like me. But I hope i don't change like them. People say think things through, with my mind id rather not think at all. You probably dont get the idea. In my head i scare myself. I diffie the laws of gravity and create monsters that sometimes live inside me. When you think of empty you think of just a black and blank mind. But my mind is black with bright white stars. Its empty except for whatever monsters or things i remember.
  The next morning I wake up. But this time i had no nightmare and no dream. Just........sleep. It was weird. But i got up and got ready for a new day. A better day. But what if i could at least get into a little bit of trouble. Or what if i talked to Cole. Maybe he likes me. No. Thats abserd ,why would he like ME of all people. Whatever.

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