Saturday, August 17, 2013

Right Aid and Nothing

Fire up my way more and I will know why I yell at my dad to not go home.

I have nothing in my airways. I have something I want to say. I want to do more than just sit here and work. I wish I could go home though - and not really - cause he is mean.

What dad makes a kids sit still all day until he says - ITS TIME TO GO!

why are you so adamant that you go right now?!

Walking into a place of nothing with me right now. I have something to do all day with one and she will know why her dad doesn't come home one evening. When he has been maimed and murdered from a societal blunder - her relief will be something like this:

OH GOD!!!!!

Why did he take my dad?

Like that.