He woke up out if his sleep. Dazed and wandering why he felt the pain he felt in his heart. Then he remembered what happened last night. Forcing himself to wake up out of his sleepy state he wandered off into his bathroom to brush his teeth. "at least its march break" he thought. But that didnt seem to help his sorry depression at all. It would seem that his day-by-day routine would never change. As he looked in the mirror he thought. "will I ever be happy?"
When he was finished he wondered downstairs where he found his family eating breakfast at the dining room table. His mother was about to leave through the door when she saw him and said. "your breakfast is on the table." "yea thanks mom" he grunted as she walked away. As he went into the kitchen to pick up his food he caught the eye of his older brother who was eating at the table. "well well well, look who finally came down. Whats up Carl?" he said sarcasticly as if we were best friends. "nothing" I replied a little irratated. "oh did you come down to eat some real food? oh wow. I though you were eating online today" he said. He started laughing. "whatever Josh..." I said. Anxious to get away from him I quickly picked up my plate of food and rushed upstairs to the safty of my room. It was the only place I felt safe in the hole world. I spent most of my days in there. But I didnt mind. It was the only place I felt happy in.
I finally reached my room and quickly closed the door. It seemed like an eternity getting up those staires. I took a deep sigh and looked at my computer which was directly in front of me. As I looked at it I could not help but smile as a good thought came to mind. "at least I will get to talk to her again..." I thought as a grin formed slightly across my face. I set my food on the computer desk and sat in the chair. I turned the computer on with haste. My heart pounded at the very thought of her. "we will be reunited soon." I thought.
*Editor's Note* Hey thanks for reading. I hope you enjoyed this little story. I will continue to write future parts whenever i can. If you would like to comment please feel free.
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The life and times of a young boy.
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