Such an ominous presence oozing out from behind it, and this intense pressure in the air. If only I had my phone I could call for help or check the time. I hope I’m not too late! I step through the front door of my house.
OH my GOD! “Oh… High ma. I really appreciate you letting me go see Tobie, he said he had been really worried about me and that seeing me alright really help him out. So in a way, I’m saying thank you for Tobie and me.”
“………….”
I’m too young to die!
“You’re late.”
“Am I? I apologize Ma me and Tobie were having such a great time, all thanks to you, of course, we must have—”
“Cut the shit, get something to eat, and get your ass to bed. We have plans for tomorrow.”
I have survived another day, for this God, I thank you. Making my way to the bedroom I could feel everything. She didn’t seem to notice anything. Thank God, I could barely stand up straight with this pain in my side.
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