Good thing no one came to bother me. From the bed I lay, I could clearly hear what they were all saying.
Dave's voice seems to be the worst, extremely loud.
Mum never talk about him and when I asked, she simply said it was an agreement and she had to talk to me.
Ok, let me get this straight.
My birth father agreed to let me go and here he is? What the hell is he doing here.
Straining my ears, I realized I could only hear three voices. Mum's voice was the one with authority, Dave's loud voice, and my step Dad always trying to be the cool dad.
My stomach doesn't hurt that bad.
I can still feel it whine like my internal organs are getting tied together but I am used to it.
I just have to have it at the very front of my mind that I will ha e to get this every month for four days until
