FRANKIE
I'm in a pair of shorts and t-shirt laying on the lounger by the pool enjoying the gentle breeze. I don't know when was the last time I sat doing nothing. I'm always busy with something when I'm back home. I'm always looking for something to distract me from the mess that is my life but I feel like I can relax here, I can be anything here. Maybe coming here was a good idea after all. My father's side of the family have never made me feel like the loser I am. They've learnt to accept me flows and all maybe that is why I feel at peace when I'm here. But there is one person in this property that cares about my flows. I find myself glancing up at the window of her room on the second floor. Yeah she definitely hates me now, like really really hate me. I hate myself for saying all those
