She has done it, I know what you're thinking who has done what? What has she done?
It doesn't matter, what matters is that I have finally realized that I have been manipulated, I didn't notice at first. I thought I was doing what's best to help my family but no, I've been doing what's best so that he can stay happy. What about my happiness what about the hopes and dreams that I have for myself and the money I plan to use it for. I have allowed myself to be screwed over again and again, and I wonder to myself where is my breaking point. Where is the point where I decide to just forget everything and go off the rails, I feel as if I'm too young to worry about this. Parents have jobs that's the way it's always been parents borrowing from their kids shouldn't be a thing, but if it is a thing why can't it just be easier. I should be able to give some away here and there but not all at once and every dime I've ever saved, I have to be strong when I'm fairly sensitive I just don't have the capability I wish I had a distraction.
YOU ARE READING
The thoughts of a black teenager
Short StoryMight as well call this a memoir of my life, all the real, boring and sad parts of me shoved in public for all eyes to see. Who am I, that's one secret I'll never tell You know you love me, xoxo (I couldn't help it)
