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The Suicide Oligarchy Part 2
I've made myself into something though. What were bleak and cloudy days are now the days I listen to the chirping birds and drink tea. What were sunny and hot days are now the days I pick flowers on my walks. I've been healing. It's the small things, you know? Big joy and small joy may seem different, but they really are the same.

Today I'm going to the mall with my friends. I made a few friends in sixth grade, teo years ago, and they've continued to be very good friends. But I made a new friend last month, Keston. He's nice and sort of awkward around me, but he'll fit in nicely with the rest of us.

I grabbed my wallet and a jacket and set them by the door, waiting for my father to come down the stairs. He wasn't always bad. There are days where I'm terrified of him and days where I'm laughing with him. You start to forget the bad stuff when you laugh. I heard the jingle of keys and I opened the door. The car had already been started and unlocked so all I had to do was buckle myself in. Thank God I can sit in the front seat, when I was younger I used to get sick from sitting in the back.

He swung the door open and...