May 10

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May 10

my dearest em

i can't think in

words

how to describe

you.

are. you. gone?

i'm about to leave this place.

this room.

this house.

this neighborhood.

thank god. i've been waiting nine years for this. ever since i realized that I could leave.

be free.

but here is how it went when my parents brought me to my flat.

me: ok. bye.

mom: oh..sweetie...*snuff snuff* we-we're going to-to miss y-you.

dad: all right baby-girl, you take care of yourself.

joana: um. bye. i'll...miss you?

me: i'll miss you too joana...

mom: *snuff snuff* all right. ohhhhh.

me: mom-could you just shut the heak up!

mom: excuse me?!

me: you heard me. could you give me a break? seriously. and dad i'm not your freakin baby!

joana: i don't think you should-

me: what? calm down. well i'm sorry jo.

mom: well. i think. we need to leave.. now.

dad: yes. come joana.

joana: bye..

me: goodbye joana.

they got in the car and started to leave.

me: i love you.

i don't know why.i just. i just went off. i yelled.Really loud.what happened. this is terrible... i need you Em. right here.right now. to comfort me. but you're not here. you're gone.

good

bye

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