CHRISI don’t want to believe it
White Oak Ranch
2 October 2014
I hear someone’s determined knock on the door. I struggle to get up out of bed and find out it’s nearly time for lunch. It doesn’t matter to me, my belly’s full and, similarly, I’d also like my eyes to stay closed for the rest of the day.
Last night, Louis, David and the others came over for a mess around and trying out some chords, but the evening didn’t end at all well when everybody realized Sam wasn’t there.
I overdrank before passing out.
Someone must’ve brought me here because I haven’t the least idea how I came here and I’m still fully dressed. It’s a hard time for me to get sleep. At the beginning, it was the sense of loss getting the better of me. To this day, I’m still seeing Sam in my nightmares. Then, it
