Okay, I know my mom doesn't wanna talk about this, but I made her. Now, I know everything. I sigh. I was right. I lay on my bed, facing the ceiling. (That's my sad spot.) I sighed again. I grabbed my iPhone and called Robin's phone. "Hi," I said sadly as I talked into the phone. "What's wrong?"
I sigh. I closed my eyes, tight. I ran it over again in my head: My parents....can't afford....my.....their.....(sigh) I said the last part really fast. Myparentscantaffordthebill
I said all of it aloud.
"WHAT?"
YOU ARE READING
Hope
General Fiction'What do you mean you don't have the money?" I heard, in a deep voice. "I'm sorry, but can we just pay you back later? We don't have the money right now." I heard a sigh. What was going on? I had no idea. But I knew it wasn't good. Read "Hope" a boo...
