Damn it all to hell...

Dec 03, 2004 11:21

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I am very worried... Not just about people, but for once about me. All day I am trying to forget the damn phone call... Shit! Ok, as many of you may know, I had a shitty summer, for the most part. Well, this whole time I have thought I had left it all behind, and they had forgotten me... Well, guess what, they havn't! I get the call at 12:00 exactly, or really close to it. I had been up doing homework that was keeping me down, when the phone rings. So, I am thinking, it could only be one person. So, I quickly run downstairs before the 2nd ring, so my dad doesn't wake. I pick up, and this is what happens...

Me: Ahoy hoy, Lee speakin'...
Kevin: Hey Lee, its Kevin... Just thought I should call and see how my GOOD friend is doing...
Me: How the fuck did you get my number?!
Kevin: Oh, don't hand me that bull, you thought I would forgive and forget! Well, your wrong... Seeya around.
*Click*

Well, now I am scared to shit. I don't know what to do. I don't want to hurt anyone. I am thinking about stuff to do, that I really don't want to ever do... again. I don't want the summer to come...
(And no, this is nothing about drugs or booze or cigs)

Well, on a more positive note, I can't think of any... fuck...

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