Cringing with Closes Eyes

[nitemaredreamer]

I still can't stand it here. In the middle of nowhere, away from my friends and family. This isn't home. It's just Dad's house. And even the room I sleep in isn't my room.

God I need to be rescued.

Comments

Kellie again.

[anonymous]

Thomas, I miss you. It's not fair that you had to leave you're own room. I don't even know the story, but it almost makes me want to cry for you.

The other night, when I talked to you, when I got off the phone, I did cry. I cried for you, I cried for me, and I cried because I realized this: I miss you.

I don't normally cry for stuff like that, so just know that I am being scincere. I love you, Thomas. -Kellie