it started as any normal day, boy was i wrong. mom got an email from dad saying hed come and get us today at five, which turned into six thirty... i was so upset. not only did i have to go but not even a day to pack. luckly i had most my stuff packed to move to the new house anyway. leah came over with her kids and emerson and i made cookies,l like always lol. he got us and i got a hey kelsey, no reply, kelsey, what, hey, hey and i rolled my eyes. i hate how he thinks everything is okay between us. well its not. daymon can me to gave me a big hug and said he mkissed me. love that kid. beth didnt even look at me and wayb rude. im tired of this crap. i get home and find out we switched rooms, great. i walk in the trash was knocked over, both beds are broken, one wasnt even a bed besides a stained mattrewss with sheet folded on the bed. the closets gone to hell and the drawers to the dresser werent cleaned for who knows how long. it smells soooo bad in here, just like cigerettes.... not a fan. the blinds are broken to the one window faceing th high way. im in hell all over again but this time its worst. before i had a bathroom and a mirror in my room now i dont and i have to share the bathroom with the boys... when i say kayla she was wearing a low cut shirt that was tied and spandex that were wayyy tooo short. and dad yelled at me for the way i dressed??? whatever. im almost in tears wanting to go home and i just got here. not good. ive decided im not unpacking just in case im told to get the hell outta the house again. why couldnt today just be a normal day??? nothing special just a normal day.... r
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