Jade

Mason

As I walk out, I want to turn around so bad, but I don't. I force myself not to. That poor girl. I could tell that that was more than just a snow-globe. It had to have been. You can buy a snow globe ANYWHERE. I've got to stop thinking about this, there's nothing I can do now. As I'm about to leave the parking lot, I hear yelling. And I mean yelling. I run back in there to the girl, barely catching a glimpse of who I assumed was her father and some other girl, maybe her sister? I don't really care as I race back in there and see her lying on the floor, sobbing. I go to hold her, comfort her. It occurs to me that she thinks I'm her father when she moans, "Daddy. Daddy, I'm so sorry." Over and over again. That snaps me back to reality. I don't even know this girl, I'm old enough to be her older brother, and she's probably going to think I'm a creep when she wakes up and realizes this isn't her dad. I guess I'm about to find out, because she's slowly blinking and sitting up.

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If any of you follow me on Instagram (cityofokays) then you know that I'm currently in the hospital with my 2 year old niece (who's practically my kid) Nerissa because she was bitten by a brown recluse. I'm not gonna be posting much on here or on Instagram because I am WAY too stressed out. 3 close family members currently in the hospital: Grandma, Aunt Germaine, and Nerissa. Other issues: I really do have some issues with sleep deprivation, I get sick when I have too much sun exposure (which is all the time), and in the summer my asthma gets worse. So, I'm sorry if I don't post a lot.