September 02, 2017
1:58am
I hated being up so late. One moment I'm thinking random happy thoughts the next minute I'm thinking about why loved ones around me simply don't care about my feelings and then I'm having a panic attack at 2:00 in the morning. And to top it off I had to go back to that hell hole tomorrow, thankfully It'll be my last year and I'm off to college.
September 03,2017
5:00am
"Lena", "Lena" ,"Baby if you don't get up imma have to leave you". I opened my eyes at the thought of having to catch the bus which my dear mother knew I hated.
" Go get ready you have 10 minutes", she said.
" Well good morning to you too". She was hella unmannerly in the morning.
Nevertheless, I rushed to the shower and bathed as quickly as I could. I put on the ugly red and navy blue plaid pleated skirt and mustard yellow collared shirt, slipped on the sneakers and dashed through the door. With the five seconds I had left to spare I ran back upstairs to get my backpack I mindlessly forgot.
"I was this close to leaving you" she threatened as she gestured with a small space between her thumb and index finger.
"Yeah right" I smiled knowing that she would never.
YOU ARE READING
Sunflower In the Storm
General FictionLena is learning to grow. She has convinced herself that's she doesn't need help to do it, not even her best friend, that being her mother. But what will happen when someone basically forces themselves into her life and uproots her whole mentality.
