"I hate her" I think to myself looking down at my phone as she storms out of the living room. "I hate her" I type down now on some weird app I decided to install,some kind of "self-knowledge" and finding out about yourself bullshit. Like there is something more I need to know about myself. I am an awful person.
My name is Kei, I am 17 years old and I hate her.
I look at the door, the tears swelling in my eyes. Why am I crying? I hate my mother. A manipulative narsassitic bitch she is. I then look at the task given me by my phone, eat a mint candy to straighten up your mind. How will that help, I wonder.. But I listen to it anyways, as I went to the kitchen opening a cupboard and taking some kind of mint candy. I eat the light green colored mint candy, leaning at the wall I look at the white ceiling and I wonder..
To be continued cause I have no time to write more 🧍
© tenmo