Dreams

"I hate you!"

The school office called me down at the intercom.

"I wish you were dead!"

I just wanted to get this day over with.

"Why do you have to be so strict!"

I walk though and a guidance counselor is standing with the office lady's and the principal. "Am I in trouble?"

"Why can't you just leave me alone!"

"We have some terrible news." I nod waiting for them to continue. "You mother has died in a car crash."