Fourty

All the toss and turnings I did last night was starting to get to me. I just felt so down with it all. I hadn’t been able to sleep a wink since that awful dream had come on. It was just so bad, and I didn’t wish to relive it. I was dressed quickly in blue cashmere, and wild ghetto pants. I had no idea why mom named this pants, ‘ghetto’ but it had stuck with me over the years, and I couldn’t think of another name for it. Today, I was going to skip school again. I needed to find a new accommodation. I know that as long as I was in this school, they wouldn’t give me another place to stay other than here. So, I have to find my roots outside. Since, I was avoiding Mike, it won’t be nice to ask for his help. I hated myself for all these. I shouldn’t be betraying him. He has done so much for me, but I couldn’t see another option. Everything was so tight and confusing now. Well there was no need thinking too much about it. The thing to do now is to find an accommodation on my own in town.