I was a little girl back then.
ittle did I know.
I would be slandered.
betrayed/strong.
numb... hurt
alone
It was a rainy day, just like today.
I was in the pharmacy, picking up some pain killers. Need them.
Want them. My head hurts.
"Would you like a bag, ma'am?"
Oh yes thank you
It was raining harder, the drip drop of all things. It grew louder. Louder. Ouch. "Sigh, no matter. It would be over soon, the weatherman was sure of it.
"Fine day it is", the woman sighed, " it might be such a storm but I know it'll get better."
I'm sure your optimism might come as a great thing, blasted rain.
A painful ring suddenly enveloped me. Ow. OW.
"Are you alright, ma'am?", she looked at me with worry.
I nodded, don't worry I'm fine.
" You should probably head home, I'm sure your parents are in a worrisome state by now."
"Parents. Father. Mother. Dad. Mom. Papa. Ma...
RIIIIIING. Ouch. My head. I quickly headed for the door, not looking back to a face of pure worry and confusion.
Outside wasn't very pleasant as well, the streets filled with sounds of cars shouting through every inch of the driveway. I need to get home. Fast.