I layed there in total silence. Never before had anyone broken my heart. I guess mother was right, a boy really is only after one thing. I eventually got up and walked to my closet "hmm" I pondered. I have so many hoodies, pink, blue, orange, yellow, rainbow, black. "Definitely wearing black hmm extra large." I thought to myself. I walked out the closet and plopped back on my bed. Tears slowly began to roll down my face
"I wish I never woke up" I yelled as I layed in my bed crying. My mom must have heard me yell it and burst in my room. " Who hurt you" my mother says in a country accent. " nobody hurt me ma, I should have taken your advice when you said it. Instead I fell in love and got dumped." She sat next to me on my bed covered in tears. " Oh sweat pea, I'm so sorry that back stabbing city boy didn't work out. I knew he was no good from the start." she says with a caring aggressive voice. I layed there thinking. Maybe he had a good reason, maybe he's moving again he did say he moves a lot. As I was thinking my mother patted the back of my head and smiled. "There's other chickens in the farm. He's just a first they'll definitely be more." I just knew something wasn't sitting right. I nodded and she walked off leaving the door open behind her. "UGHHH" I moan slowly dragging myself across the floor to close the door. Walked slugishly back to my bed and continued thinking. I just knew there was chemistry between us and I'm surely going to find out what happened. If That's the last thing I do.
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