Chapter Twenty FourA Chapter by SirenI guess it’s good to know the
truth, after all. Maybe moving will help me accept it. Well, I
never had a problem
accepting the
truth. I was just angry it was with-held
from me for so long. I feel like
a baby, and I hate that. Maybe mom will start
treating me like my age. Then again, I’m only twelve. Ever since
Dad died, I feel
older than I am. Maybe it’s because Mom and the angel-boy left me to myself. I won’t blame them. © 2012 Siren |
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Added on January 8, 2012 Last Updated on January 8, 2012 AuthorSirenAboutWell....if you must know, I (sometimes) live in the real world. I love listening to music because it lets me breathe. I love laughing because it lets me live. I love writing because it lets me (almost.. more..Writing
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