Hey guys it's the third freaking chapter!!! Yassss! Like u already said a million times hope you enjoy I know it's a little depressing but it'll get better. Let me know if i should continue or change up a bit
While I was in the kitchen I looked around for something to eat. I went into the little snack freezer I had and found hot dogs that expire tomorrow. Oh well I thought to myself better use them today.I dropped them in some boiling hot water.I went in my room and put on some black sweat pants with a white tank top and some black converse my parents bought me.
Since my hair was long enough I just put it in a pony tail. I grabbed a black Nike hoodie they had also bought and went into the kitchen.I grabbed one of the hot dogs and just ate it plain I didn't want any ketchup i wasn't even hungry tbh i ate because it was a necessity.Then I pushed my bike outside and got on it and rode to Greenland Ave (not a real road I don't think) where the graveyard was located.
I was honestly tired of visiting their graves because deep down I felt that nothing would change.I felt that visiting them would not bring them back .Visiting wouldn't allow me to lay on my Mama's chest and vent to her about my boy problems or cry on my dad's shoulder about some bull-crap cut or scar for him to make it better.
Oh how I had missed them. I quietly sobbed to myself as the tears blurred my eyes .I reached my hand up to wipe the tears which caused my bike handle to go left and my bike flipped over a gravestone and flung me onto the ground.
I groaned in pain as I rolled over on the ground. I could barely see but my eyes made out a tall black figure.
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Alone
RomanceThey say when life gives you lemons make lemonade but....you cant make lemonade without sugar...and no one will buy without a little ice.. "Im in this by myself absolutely no one else so dont ask me why im in the situation im in i dont know my own g...
