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Wow. That was sudden. And I thought this would be a "happy end" to my problems. Guess I was wrong.
This morning was like every other morning. Wake up, get dressed, eat breakfast and go to school.
But when I came back home, it was quiet. Too quiet. My brother was riding his bike on the patio and I was wondering where everyone went. I stared into space as my little brother stepped inside the house. "They moved." "Huh?" I was sucked back into reality. "They moved", my brother repeated. "They moved?", I said dumb-founded. "Yep." "Oh, ok. Well, I gotta go do my homework. See ya." I snatched my binder from my bag and raced to my room. I looked around our - no my - room and saw how empty it was. The bottom bunk where my stepsister slept was stripped from it's bedsheets. All that was left was my little teddy that I gave her. I sat on the bare bed and took the bear into my arms. I started to have this feeling I hadn't felt in a long time. The feeling of a lump in your throat and your eyes welling up with tears. Basically the feeling of being alone. I don't know why I felt like that. I never really liked my stepsister and step mom. They never really liked me. I feel like an incident like this has happened to me a long time ago. When I was a little girl at the age of four, with a crying, whining baby brother. I remember those fights Mom and Dad had when I was little. Like it was yesterday. It makes me feel terrible thinking of those times. I'm stuck thinking about the past instead of the future. That's what happens when I'm depressed. A couple weeks ago, I looked ahead of me and actually didn't look back. I kept my head up and stood up straight. I even smiled. But now I'm back to little old Miss Misery. Right now I feel like crying my eyes out. This...event has happened to me so many times! I even remember the other women my Dad divorced! I remember their fights, the sudden moving, everything! I'm starting to lose my grip now. I feel like giving up on hope. I feel like dying again.
When I went into the kitchen, I saw a knife lying on a cutting board. I had the urge to grab it and make slits on my wrists. I felt like making myself bleed. I imagined how much I would cry after that, so I chucked the thought out of my head and started nibbling on some food.
I still feel bad. I need to tell Mrs. Hiroshima what happened. This is something I must take care of NOW.
Thursday, November 1, 2007, 4:44 PM
Unexpected
Wow. That was sudden. And I thought this would be a "happy end" to my problems. Guess I was wrong.
This morning was like every other morning. Wake up, get dressed, eat breakfast and go to school.
But when I came back home, it was quiet. Too quiet. My brother was riding his bike on the patio and I was wondering where everyone went. I stared into space as my little brother stepped inside the house. "They moved." "Huh?" I was sucked back into reality. "They moved", my brother repeated. "They moved?", I said dumb-founded. "Yep." "Oh, ok. Well, I gotta go do my homework. See ya." I snatched my binder from my bag and raced to my room. I looked around our - no my - room and saw how empty it was. The bottom bunk where my stepsister slept was stripped from it's bedsheets. All that was left was my little teddy that I gave her. I sat on the bare bed and took the bear into my arms. I started to have this feeling I hadn't felt in a long time. The feeling of a lump in your throat and your eyes welling up with tears. Basically the feeling of being alone. I don't know why I felt like that. I never really liked my stepsister and step mom. They never really liked me. I feel like an incident like this has happened to me a long time ago. When I was a little girl at the age of four, with a crying, whining baby brother. I remember those fights Mom and Dad had when I was little. Like it was yesterday. It makes me feel terrible thinking of those times. I'm stuck thinking about the past instead of the future. That's what happens when I'm depressed. A couple weeks ago, I looked ahead of me and actually didn't look back. I kept my head up and stood up straight. I even smiled. But now I'm back to little old Miss Misery. Right now I feel like crying my eyes out. This...event has happened to me so many times! I even remember the other women my Dad divorced! I remember their fights, the sudden moving, everything! I'm starting to lose my grip now. I feel like giving up on hope. I feel like dying again.
When I went into the kitchen, I saw a knife lying on a cutting board. I had the urge to grab it and make slits on my wrists. I felt like making myself bleed. I imagined how much I would cry after that, so I chucked the thought out of my head and started nibbling on some food.
I still feel bad. I need to tell Mrs. Hiroshima what happened. This is something I must take care of NOW.
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