Right in Between

Secrets and Lies

I have tons.

Secrets and lies are my Life.

But my parents have more.

Like, the one time we when to Disney World, when they weren't arguing? I saw a emial to my teacher at the name, Mr. Henson, and it said, ' We are leaving for Disney World on November 6th. The whole Stotlen family. Please give us some extra work.'. I told my mom about this, and she said, no, we're not.

And it was sent on October 11th. It was November 4th. 

I was pretty sure my mom would know for certain if we were going by now.

We left, in the car, two days later.

On November 6th, as thought.

I already told you, lies.

Lies. Lies.Lies.

Secrets.Secrets.Secrets.

All of those thoughts raced through my head as I stared up blankly at the blank, white celing. I blinked, and closed my eyes.

Lies.

Secrets.

Lies.

The words spun madly around in my head, and that was all I could think. My breathing became deep and heavy, and with each breath I heard the words. I went crossed-eyed for a moment, to distract myself.

Breath in, breath out.

Breath in, breath out.

I suddenly felt clam, so calm. My stiff muscles realized, and I heaved a sigh of relive as I pulled the blankets over my head.

At least you have a good mom, a soft, small voice whispered in my head.

For a moment, I smiled and nodded.

It was true.

I had a great, loving mom, the best one in the world.

I knew I would always love her.

And she would always love me.

For a moment, every inch of me seemed to smile. I felt like I was raidiating happines, joy, hope, and all the feelings I wanted to have. 

But the past didn't matter.

I had those feelings now.

And that's all that matters.

That thought spiraled around in my thought, and sunk inself into my brain.

I smiled, cherising my last thought as a wave of sleep crashed over me, and my eyes closed.