Forbidden Thoughts
Uploaded by MafiaBoy85 on Mar 14, 2002
Why? That’s all I have to ask, why. Why is it that there are people in this world who take advantage of their good fortune and keep it to themselves while others like me suffer in the cold dark world fighting off evil in their minds? Many people can’t take this kind of pressure, especially us teenagers. We have to deal with so many things that sometimes you lose track and everything goes haywire, and eventually, so do we. Most teenagers have this kind of experience, those who don’t are lucky. No body wants to encounter the evil that resides in the corners of their head, because they might find themselves following its cynical ideas like a mesmerized sailor to the melody of a Siren’s song. It usually ends up in a dirty situation, mine was especially dirty.
It all began on a Tuesday morning. Everything was going wrong. I’d failed my mid-terms, got caught smoking in the bathroom, and got suspended. To make things worse, my mom was on the way to pick me up. As I was sitting there in the office, everyone who passed me either threw me a look of hatred or just plain ignored me. I could care less, my mind was elsewhere. I was trying to think of what to tell my mom, I didn’t know if she could take another upset. Did you ever feel like you feel you were trying but everyone else say otherwise and you start to believe them? Yeah, well that’s how I feel now. Except I know I’m not trying but I tell myself that I am. Sorry if it’s a bit confusing, but that is how my life is. Anyway, back to what I was saying. My mom came in and signed me out on that little friggin’ form and we walked out with her in front. We got in the car and started on our way home, not saying anything to each other the whole time. The silence was driving me crazy, but I didn’t dare break it. Finally she did, but her voice was cracked and a different message to it. Apparently she was fired from her job, again. I knew the reason too; she was always late because she had to take care of my brothers and sisters. It was my job and I could care less about them, they could burn in Hell for...