~Let Go

How I started pg.1

 I started down the hallway street and looked around at my surroundings. A little trashy, But not as bad.. I seen a few kids on the street tossing a football around and little girls surrounding a dead squirrel. Well, what was left of one. I didn’t like the kind of kids here. They look… I don’t know how to describe it but, immature. I can’t handle that kind of stuff.  Too much! and plus. Its kinda “gay” but, thats if your a swag got reading this or something. Emo, scene, and more like me understand I mean off. 

I stare out the window as I enter the new driveway. We live at the end of the street. I didn’t much like the walk. But, it was worth it. It was like a mile long, and I am in shape. So, it won’t hurt me. Especially when I wanna loose a pound because I’m starting to gain weight. For a guy, You wanna be big, but not too big you have tits going through your shirt. Thats disgusting.

I live with my father, my mom isn’t even in my life so you can get an idea of that. Fine, i’ll tell you why. She decided to do drugs and leave me at home while men came knocking at the door saying “Mandy, come on out! Lets party..” But, I always hid behind the couch and cried myself to sleep while she wouldn’t show up for weeks. 

My father Alan finally came and visited me and took me away. My mother didn’t even care. She probably don’t even remember me leaving. I don’t even think she remembered having me as a child! But, I don’t wanna tear up now. That’s the past. I need to live my new future and live it as if I had a kid of my own. Let it grow, but. On my behalf. I’m growing myself, learning everyday like everyone else.