I See You in Me
Quote of the Day- "If you didn't come to party, don't bother knocking on my door... I got a lion in my pocket, and baby he's ready to roar"- Prince
It had been a long day at work, a long week might I add. I really wanted to be left alone. He didn't understand. He pestered me like a horsefly at a cookout. I tried my hardest not to loose it but in the end, my exhaustion took over me. I became this evil man and I sent him to his room.It was a relief to finally be alone. He proceeded to slam the door, and the words I hate you echoed throughgout the house. Those words hurt me to know end. Maybe I was too hard on him. Maybe I should have had more patience. Then I thought he's old enough to distinguish the time when to play and when not to. He should beable to tell the signs. After playing devils advocate for a while, I realized I was wrong. I was being selfish. He just wanted to play. I remembered what if felt like to be sent to your room. You feel abandon. Like no one wants you around. That your pillow is your only friend. My peace was interrupted with sniffling and Little soft cries. I paid them no mind however and dosed off. In my little nap, I remembered what thoughts ran through my mind after being sent to my room at his age. The thoughts of death filled my head at such a young age. The abusing I took from my older guy cousins and the sexual advances I received from my female cousins had my mind warped. I felt trapped and I was introduced to my buddy Janet. She was an early escape, However I stayed strong and persevered. Anyway the snifflings grew louder and I thought to myself, he can take this. He speaks of death and I see myself in him, so I thought he would be strong and he'd survive. I was almost there, but I suddenly rose up and darted to his room to get my swiss army knife I left by his night stand. As I rushed to his room to retrieve it, I heard the scream.......
It had been a long day at work, a long week might I add. I really wanted to be left alone. He didn't understand. He pestered me like a horsefly at a cookout. I tried my hardest not to loose it but in the end, my exhaustion took over me. I became this evil man and I sent him to his room.It was a relief to finally be alone. He proceeded to slam the door, and the words I hate you echoed throughgout the house. Those words hurt me to know end. Maybe I was too hard on him. Maybe I should have had more patience. Then I thought he's old enough to distinguish the time when to play and when not to. He should beable to tell the signs. After playing devils advocate for a while, I realized I was wrong. I was being selfish. He just wanted to play. I remembered what if felt like to be sent to your room. You feel abandon. Like no one wants you around. That your pillow is your only friend. My peace was interrupted with sniffling and Little soft cries. I paid them no mind however and dosed off. In my little nap, I remembered what thoughts ran through my mind after being sent to my room at his age. The thoughts of death filled my head at such a young age. The abusing I took from my older guy cousins and the sexual advances I received from my female cousins had my mind warped. I felt trapped and I was introduced to my buddy Janet. She was an early escape, However I stayed strong and persevered. Anyway the snifflings grew louder and I thought to myself, he can take this. He speaks of death and I see myself in him, so I thought he would be strong and he'd survive. I was almost there, but I suddenly rose up and darted to his room to get my swiss army knife I left by his night stand. As I rushed to his room to retrieve it, I heard the scream.......