" Come on Gil, I know it's not what you wanted...", my mom said, wiping the tears of my face.
woah, woah, woah, did I just say TEARS! I mean, sweat! Yeah, she was wiping the sweat of my face...with a handkerchief...yeah...
We were standing in front of our new house in Tallahassee, Florida. But I refused to go in.
" Why did you have to say yes, we were totally fine in California. ", I said looking away from my mom, holding back the tear-SWEAT! " Because I thought it would be best for us Gil, you know that. I can't just keep making money, then giving that money away to pay for your after school stuff. "
I didn't wanna hear it. She's making up excuses, we were totally fine in our apartment.
" Gil, please...", my mom said putting her hand on my shoulder. I pushed her hand off my shoulder, grabbed my suitcase an stomped upstairs.
As I finish putting my last into my dresser, I look around my room. It is MUCH bigger than the room I used to have. And I can even make room for a desk, and a few more posters.
I throw my suitcase in the closet and sprawl myself onto my bed. What should I do next? I could play video games. Nah, not in the mood. I could read comic books. Already read them all.
Just then, the door opened. " Hi Gilly. Got a minute? "
Damn, I hate when she calls me Gilly. " Fine, what do ya want. ", I say, staring out the window. " Look, I know it's hard, you know, with your mom marrying my dad, but...", I cut her off. " YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT I'M FEELING RIGHT NOW! NO ONE DOES! ", I scream, tears welling up in my eyes, " NO ONE UNDERSTANDS HOW SPECIAL MY DAD WAS TO ME! AND NOW HE'S BEING REPLACED? IT'S JUST !&$! GET OUT OF MY ROOM, GET OUT OF THIS HOUSE! GET OUT OF MY LIFE! ", I scream to to the last breath I have, I throw he covers over my head as I hear the door slam closed.
Does anyone feel the pain I'm feeling right now?
