Chapter Fourteen

Screaming isn’t like me,

so why did I?

I wake in a daze

around three AM.

 

My pillow is

wet with

my tears

from

earlier.

 

I start to

wander the

house,

like I

always do when

sleep doesn’t

come.

 

I downed the

other half

of aspirin

while I listened

to Karl and Mom

fight.

 

It was

a

long

fight.

 

It’s a good thing

Karl’s going

off to college

soon,

but I have

a

bad

feeling. 

 

He’s not so

much of an

angel

at all

anymore.