Getting home was a pain. My dad was asking me countless questions about what Dr Guchu was talking to me about. I know he cares for me and all but... He just needs to know when to step back.
I'm sitting on my bed at the moment I have my earphones in and I'm listening to calming music to take my mind off of all my worries. Dr Guchu said it will help so I can only hope it does.
*BARK BARK* my calmness is interrupted by the bark of my dog.
He runs into the room with his tail wagging like crazy; a tennis ball in his mouth that's covered with dog slobber. With one swift movement he jumps on my bed.
" get off Nutmeg! " I say ushering him away.
I know what you're thinking... what kind of name is nutmeg for a dog? Well I cant really explain that,it was my mom's idea to give him that name anyway. She always wanted a dog; especially a Corgi, that's why my dad and I when I was 13 went to the dog shelter and adopted him. I remember when we brought him home she was crying tears of happiness. Happiness...
Nutmeg jumps off of my bed and runs out of my bedroom, finally he's gone. As I'm about to lie back down I hear the sound of chains clicking together and little dog pants. Nutmeg waddles into my room again dragging his leash across my bedroom floor. I glare at him. " No.... I'm not taking you for a walk I'm not in the mood." I tell my dog. He tilts his head and starts barking continuously. * BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK* "FINE!" I shout. "I'll take you for a walk. "
I bend down and pick up his leash and attach it to his collar. Immediately , I notice a hint of joy in his face.
My legs hang over the side of my bed, I push myself up and grab a hoodie from my wardrobe and throw on my nike 97's. Am I really taking this dog for a walk? Loud thuds can be heard as I make my way down the stairs. "Enrico, I've made dinner"my dad tells me as I get to the bottom of the stairs and head towards the front door. "I'm not hungry, I'm taking nutmeg for a walk , see you in an hour. "Without hearing what my dad has to say I open the front door and walk out with nutmeg. I make sure the leash is tightly around my hand because this dog goes crazy when he's outside.
Within minutes I'm at my local park. The area is pretty big and full of wildlife, trees flood the open area and there's a huge lake that travels along the side of the park. My arm is tugged as nutmeg pulls on the leash , informing me that he wants to explore and moving. "Sheesh we'll get going then." I sigh and carry on walking down the path. It's 7:32pm right now so there's not many people around, it's usually early hours in the mornings you see the joggers and then afternoons you see the elementary school kids with their parents here and late times like this...most people are at home with their families...enjoying life.
I wish dogs could walk themselves, like imagine if you were at home, and then when your dog wanted to go for a walk, he or she would go out the door and come back in like an hour. That would be cool. Nutmeg is such a stupid dog, I remember last year I was having a jog at this park and he tagged along, there was a squirrel minding its own buisness and of course my curious corgi goes and starts chasing it. In short he got bit by the squirrel and we had to take him to the vets. I guess I have had some funny times with him. I'm dreading school tomorrow , I have a essay on evolution due in tomorrow, and yeah I've only written one paragraph. Science is definitely not my strong point , I can listen in the lessons but when it comes to the work my mind is all messed up.
Tonight is really nice , feeling the warm breeze drift over me is quite refreshing , it makes me forget about my problems... To an extent. I know I'm improving, I just know it , but at times I feel like I've been put at the beginning all over again. It's not a nice feeling. When you're on your own and you can't sleep or keep yourself entertained , your mind can conjure up things that scare you or make you hate yourself, your family and in my case my existance. More than once I've said to myself 'why am I here? What's the point?'. It's just a reacurring thought, if I am to die...why don't I just speed up the process? I know that's not what I should think, but I do it anyway because my mind has been pushed past it's boundaries by recent events that I would prefer not to bring up.
*THUD* I look up and I am face to face with that new girl in my class , I quickly lengthen the distance between our faces. " Oh god I'm such a cluts!" She half shouts rubbing her head , as she looks up her eyes widen a little as she sees who she's bumped into. " Aha.... You're Enrico from my class, heh sorry for bumping into you." She apologises. She looks down and sees nutmeg, her eyes light up and a wide smiles carves itself into her face. Oh no. "OH MY GOSH A CORGI?" Within seconds she's fallen head over heels for nutmeg and is peting him. Oh just touch my dog without asking then, that's totally fine, I think to myself.
" I'm guessing you like dogs? Preferably corgis." I say quietly. She looks up at me and smiles brightly. "Yep, I love corgis! Oo quick question do you ever or have you ever styled your corgis butt fur? " I'm am taken back by her question, this girl sure is weird. " What the hell do you mean by styling their butt fur?" I question regaining my composure. She stands up and raises her eyebrow. " Seriously, do you not see the feeds on Instagram? Corgi butts that have love hearts made with the fur?" She states. I shake my head showing a facial expression of worry on my face. "Why would anybody do that?" I ask her, I'm actually dying to know it's pretty weird. " Because it's cute." She says. I tug nutmegs leash to bring him closer to me , Evelyn notices my movement. " Oh c'mon I'm not gonna do that to your corgi!"she says laughing. I break a smile a little.
She quickly pulls out her phone and looks at the time. " Shit, I'm late for dinner, nice speaking to you Enrico." Before I could say anything back she runs off towards the exit of the park. I wonder what she was doing here at this time anyway? Oh well. I turn back and start heading home.
Evelyn
I guess Enrico isn't as cold and quite as I thought he was?
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