Tiselle
The shopping and the running that followed left me feeling exhausted and consumed with pain. Feeling like I had no other choice, I took more of the pain medication and climbed into bed.
I laid there and cried, wishing things hadn’t come to this. Wishing my life hadn’t been a total disaster from the beginning. Wishing people weren’t so damn cruel.
I had never been one to purposely hurt others, despite that being the way so many had treated me over the years. Why do others think it is okay to be like that towards me?
Eventually, I drifted off to sleep with those thoughts on my mind. But those thoughts didn’t stay in mind.
Instead, I found myself dreaming about that accident. Only this time, I found myself waking up. I couldn’t remember what had happened for a long time.
