I stared at the ceiling; a million shadows born from the blue lamp looked back down at Pizza Hut Book It shirt . Strangely, they never looked as sinister anymore as they did all those years ago. If anything, their distance from me must be because they had feared me too. I had a couple hours to kill before I get out of bed, and tonight, since the dream had decided to wake me up early, while it was still dark outside, I had nothing to do but think such thoughts that would usually dictate my mood for the day. I wondered if there was an afterlife, and if there was one, I was pretty sure my mother would’ve been in the good place. Well, unless it was a suicide as it was suggested for a while. And if so, was this kind and sweet woman burning in the basements for one final slip? And if so, do I have to be sinful to get to see her again?
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