It was my birthday and we were going to have a party for me. My mom was getting the party ready, it was like a little kid party... just a long table with folding chairs with a plastic table cloth over it and balloons tied to things. That was the extent of the party. I was getting really excited, but then I found out that my dad was taking steroids. I was so sad! I just went to a log cabin I had and sat while it was raining on me. Then my friend Shay came in, with her boyfriend who was in his 30s, which sketched me out because he was so much older than her. I was really scared that he was going to kidnap her because they were planning on taking a trip together. I was also really sad that she was leaving, because then she couldn't come to my birthday party. Then I remembered, oh man it is my birthday party right now! I am late. But hopefully just fashionably late. So I went to the party, and I was 2 hours late. But I realized also that it was only 11am, meaning the party started at 9am. And I thought, Mom, isn't that a little early to start the party? Everyone was mad at me for arriving so late, they though I was selfish and uncaring. But I was still really sad about my dad taking steroids, and they just didn't understand that.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
1 comment:
i haven't had any dreams in so many days !!!!! i like this one.
Post a Comment