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Okay, so you know how I got in a big fight with my mom last night? Well, I just went downstairs. On my place on the table there was a giant bag of chocolate-covered almonds (my favorite). At first, I was confused. Then I saw a little tag that said "Happy St. Patrick's Day!". So, since I'm really mad at her, I shoved it to the side. But then I noticed the handmade card she made. You see, she has this disease that is like arthritis but much worse, and she's not old. She stopped making cards for us because it hurt her too much. But she made one for me. I ran back up to my room, crying, where I started typing this. You see, I don't know whether to be mad at her or not. She seemed real mad, but then she made me a card. What we argued about last night was really personal (about romance and boys, a topic I'm new to). But... Why did she make me a card? I just want to dump it in the trash because I'm so mad at her, but then I feel totally rotten because she probably hurt herself trying to make it. I don't know what to do I'm so confused, help! I know I shouldn't be mad at my poor mother, who is stressed because my dad left, but then again I can't erase what she said last night out of my mind... Oh, my head hurts so bad... I'm so confused... I don't know which side is right or wrong, and yet I do... Just one little cut won't hurt...
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Wow!
Made Me Cry!
