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[04 Feb 2004|12:01am] |
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Grateful Dead-Friend of the Devil |
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this is going to be one of the weirdest entries for me....
i've never been as scared as i was just a little while ago...it's so fucked up what happen, claire and dad came down fighting but i thought it was just dad saying something to me like, go to bed or something, but i heard claire and then i turned my music back on...i heard a really loud bang and i just got so fucking scared, i couldn't stop crying or shaking and i felt so sick, i felt like i was going to throw up so bad...after about 20 minutes of talking to liz and trying to get ms.b to talk to me, i went out to see if dad was okay..he was sleeping on the couch, i asked, dad, is everything okay? he said, not really...it's best if you stay at moms for a couple of weeks..a couple of weeks? i said...yeah, until i figure out where i'm going to move...was his response..........
goodbye home...
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