piglm

down in my eyes
2002-11-12 06:20:51 (UTC)

dental floss.

A few nights ago, I'd went to sleep pretty early.
Around 11pm-ish, or so. The next thing i knew,
I suddenly woke up to the sound of my dad's voice yelling
at me. I opened my eyes to see him standing above me,
beside my bed. He went on & on with his yelling...
He was angry i'd forgotten to do his laundry.

I was scared he would hit me any moment. I wouldn't be
able to do a single thing about it, if he were to.
Mainly, the thought running through my head tho, was
that I was wishing he'd lower his voice.
I didn't want him to wake up my mom, who sleeps in the
room next to mine. Elaine's old. I truly hate it when
my mom gets involved in the disagreements between me 'n
my dad. I'd much rather deal with the mess with one
parent, rather than both.

Anyway, he made me get up 'n start his laundry, 'n he
told me he wouldn't let me go back to sleep until all
his clothes were folded 'n dry. By this time, I
believe it was already about 1am.
Admist the chaos- my dad yelling, against the sound of
the washing machine, I only picked out 'n remember one
thing he said. "You're so full of shit. You really
don't respect me," he yelled, as he threw some more
clothes in the washer 'n slammed it shut. "NO!" I wished
i had the nerve to scream back at him..
"How could I EVER fucking Respect YOU?!?" Never.


My head hurts right now. My stomache aches. My eyes are soo tired.

Isn't life lovely.




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