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My mother left this morning for my cousins wedding in Utah.
I don't understand how my younger siblings can write it off without so much as giving her a hug goodbye.
The past few weeks I've been seeing things peeking at me from corners of the house. I can't say I'm fond of them.
Since they've started popping up I haven't been able to sleep properly. I'm convinced there is something under my bed.
I swear i keep seeing a young boy around the house that doesn't belong to us and he just keeps staring at me.
At 22 i should be able to shake these fucking childish fears and anxieties.
My Mum wants to send me to the shrink in town once she gets home from the wedding...
and i can't shake the feeling that she isn't coming back.
I don't understand how my younger siblings can write it off without so much as giving her a hug goodbye.
The past few weeks I've been seeing things peeking at me from corners of the house. I can't say I'm fond of them.
Since they've started popping up I haven't been able to sleep properly. I'm convinced there is something under my bed.
I swear i keep seeing a young boy around the house that doesn't belong to us and he just keeps staring at me.
At 22 i should be able to shake these fucking childish fears and anxieties.
My Mum wants to send me to the shrink in town once she gets home from the wedding...
and i can't shake the feeling that she isn't coming back.