Mar 01, 2005 20:02
“J.R.”
Others: Hey what’s up J.R.?
JR: Nothing much.
Others: How was your day?
JR: O.k., I guess.
Others: How so?
JR: You know the usual, got dust thrown in my eyes. Blinded and I couldn’t see so others took advantage of that. Went to school and they just talked about me behind my back.
Others: How do you know that?
JR: Cause I hear them, I know things that they don’t expect me to. I can read into things.
Others: Don’t you ever think that you might be looking into things to much? And see things that aren’t there?
JR: Yes, but im pretty sure I know what is going on.
Others: How’d you get that cut on your wrist?
JR: Picked up a rose, and it cut me bad. I think I might have held on to tight and I had to drop it early. The teacher doesn’t like anything other then books in school. I already lost a rose to that before. Got cut badly on that one as well. Took me a long time to lose that scar. Still have it with me, you just can’t see it.
Others: Wow that sucks.
JR: Yea, I know, that has been what’s going on.
Others: Sorry to hear.
JR: Don’t be it is all probably my fault anyways.