The new meds I'm on are making me really depressed. At least... I think its the meds. I dont know. I'm tired all the time. my parents are mad at me a lot. My brothers don't like me. It's lonely here. I miss the ocean. I miss Georgia. I miss everything that was in Georgia. The people. The places. The heat. The memories. The things we wanted to do. I remember the neighbors we had there... They'd lend us their car, kuz we didnt have one. My dad bussed to work. and back. We never saw him. My parents were happy. for while. After we got a car finally... after things got better... it all went back down. Mom got pregnant. But he died. My parents would fight all the time. I'd take my brothers into my room, and we'd play while we listened to the screaming voices in the background. We didnt cry. we all knew that was something we had to do at night, when no one could see or hear us. My dad got fired kuz he didnt go to work. Bills went unpaid. So the power went off. We lived in darkness. water went off. heat went off. Fights got worse. when dad was gone, the yelling was directed at us. We lost the house. We moved to a hotel. My and andy and dad would walk a few miles evry day to get food. One time.. i remember the line for food was really long. me and my little brother were waiting outside while my dad signed up for food. it was really late... like 1am, I think. my dad finally came out. and most of what we got was cans and bread, but, God we were so happy and excited. Then, this lady came to us. while my dad went back inside, this pretty, young, lady with long blond hair came up to me and my brother. She asked if we were alone, and we said we were waiting for my dad. she asked how were were getting home. i said we didnt have a home. My brother said we were gunna walk. She smiled and said she'd take us home. She gave me and my daddy and my brother, with the food, a ride to the hotel. She was so nice... i couldnt stop thanking her.
We called every one of our family members... "Sorry, we can't help." thats what they all said. Except my grandma Connie. she sent us money. and we got a uhaul. then got the hell out of the only place I've ever concidered my home.
I dont know what I was gunna write originally. But I guess I'll move on to my black book. or something like that.