Earth to Skye

5

5Skye left her journal on my bed that day and I couldn’t help but peek. It scared me. Even the drawings were different than the sunshine ones of last year and the years before. Maybe Mom was right.

SKYE’S JOURNAL

2015

Sunday night, way too late...

I need to scream, I grit my teeth. Yeah, looks like this could be a one-street girl. Better shape up, find some hidden strength and get it together. It’s now or never.

Now I was determined more than ever to try to be there for her. But it wasn’t easy.