dear mom,
i started singing this song,
that's for some odd reason,
always been my favorite,
while cedric held me tightly in his arms.
Everybody's screaming
I try to make a sound but no one hears me
I'm slipping off the edge
I'm hanging by a thread
I wanna start this over again
So I try to hold onto a time when nothing mattered
And I can't explain what happened
And I can't erase the things that I've done
cedric looked at me,
and he just held me even tighter,
he started whispering things like,
of how it's going to get better,
of how he'll even take me in,
and i can live with his uncle and aunt.
it was sweet of him,
but we both know that i'm too unstable for anyone.
love,
ann
attempted to be written on arm, but stopped from cedric.
written on a sticky note
YOU ARE READING
Dear Mom,
Short Storya girl sending letters to her mother. {lowercase intended} Short Story #131 on 6.4.14 cover created by @modestmuslimah
