Alone. (Daniel/Open)
Jan 13, 2010 16:15:06 GMT -5
Post by vividwriter on Jan 13, 2010 16:15:06 GMT -5
Ken.
I finally get my own home today. I get to escape my fathers angry words. Which is exactly why I'm on this walk. My father is still angry at me that I didn't volunteer for the last hunger games. He thinks it's an honor. I just wish the thing never existed. What makes it worse, is he was to much of a coward to volunteer himself when he could have, before I was born.
Sometimes I wish he had. And not so he could have won either.
I round the corner, and bump right into someone.
I finally get my own home today. I get to escape my fathers angry words. Which is exactly why I'm on this walk. My father is still angry at me that I didn't volunteer for the last hunger games. He thinks it's an honor. I just wish the thing never existed. What makes it worse, is he was to much of a coward to volunteer himself when he could have, before I was born.
Sometimes I wish he had. And not so he could have won either.
I round the corner, and bump right into someone.
Just don't do it again.)
