Day Twenty

Day twenty:
Sunday, July 8th
Got myself out of bed and out of my room and went to church. I am glad I did, it was nice to see my friends and family there. When church let out I went to my uncles for lunch them ran some errands and came home. When I got home pastor called me and asked if I would help out with the church car wash... I said I would.  I went to my grandma's and my papa's house to pick up a few things... I walked in expecting to see my papa there in his chair with his coffee in his hand... he wasn't there. Still I was waiting for my papa to come down the hall and sit in his chair... but he didn't. It really hit me that he wasn't there. I walked over to his chair and sat down and cried.

We put a smile on to hide the pain yet we wish someone would juss look closely enough to see how broken we really are inside.

Reviews

[Maan]

Truly said, we try to hide the pain from everyone, from the world but deep inside there's a solid wish that someone please see what is happening inside. It turns to supreme numbness when that someone doesn't come. The smile then stays for almost ever but that wish dies gradually.