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Brianna
"Why can't I live with Nana!" I yelled at my mother who was being a ass.
"Because you are in good care here!" She yelled back slamming her hand on the counter. She was really getting on my bad side and I hate her for that. I stormed upstairs to my room and pulled out a paper and pen. 2 years ago I went to therapy for depression and anxiety. My therapist told me to write everything I have to say or at least tell that person how you feel. I've change to a new person and I'm starting to like this Brianna. My life is a mess but that's ok. Living in the projects with a slut of a mom who can't take care of her only child. Where's my father, you may ask? Well, he's living a new and fantastic life with his new wife and kids. That's what made me depressed, seeing my parents fight and my dad leaving without a hug or kiss.
I began writing things down that I was feeling. I want a job so I can leave out of here. I want someone good in my life except for Karma. After I was down writing, I got in the shower.
10 minutes later
I got out the shower and put on my pjs. I turned on my nightlight and got in bed. I really don't want to go to prison tomorrow.

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