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I stared into my mothers eyes, as she stared back into mine. I told her everything that she had said was not true. I walked outside to get some fresh air, and think. There has been so much in my mind and now this happens, my brain feels like over cooked spaghetti noodles. I started to think about my friend again for the 1 millionth time.
"Liz, honey" A voice broke the silence, "I nee-"
"Mom, I dont need you to help me anymore. I am doing fine on my own." I interrupted my mom. As I ran up to my room to think in private I saw my mothers face and it looked hurt. I could hear foot steps behind me. I slammed the door shut and started to cry. My mom opened the door a crack........ " Lizzy" she said in a calming voice. What could I do I needed somebody to calm me down......except MOM! "Go away, mom. Can't you see that life is hard." I said to her in a rude way. "Yes, Lizabeth but you need to know how to control your feelings sometimes. This isnt the worst thing that could ever happen in your life." "Yes! Yes, yes, yes, it is! This is the worst thing that ever, ever, ever, ever, ever,ever, ever, ever, ever, happen to me! Dont you see in my eyes how angry I am at you and how much I need you to get away and leave me alone!"
I heard the door slam shut. I looked at he empty door way and told myself" great job Lizzy.............
TO BE CONTINUED.......
A SPECIAL THANKS TO BELLA THOMPSON FOR HELPING MY WRITE THIS.
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