My mind was heavy and filled with lots of thoughts. I don't know what my mother was hiding, but I was going to find out. The sound of the alarm jolted my memory.
I needed to kick the asses of the thugs who bullied me today. Just the right place to vent my aggression.
I walked into the bathroom, my hand trying to grab a keg filled with water.
I don't need to wait for the system anymore before I can see. If the days were favorable then, rain might fall.
But for now, I needed to improvise.
I grabbed a black hoodie and also a boxing glove. Those were what I needed for now.
I slung my bag over my shoulder and walked down the stairs. I could hear the television on. I knew Martha was in the living room, but I don't care anymore.
If she was not going to tell me what I needed to know,
