Just a crack (2)

crack

I didn’t know if I was ever coming back to that shabby, ignorant neighborhood but I knew one thing, I had to get away to find myself.

Many would look me in the eye and say I was a cold little girl simply overcome with her thirst for the finer things in life and some might be right but I was sure like I had never been sure, I needed to get away, from Jacqueline, from her boyfriend Djimon and that demonic cat that always watched me as I slept.

I would come back for my siblings I figured, after some time, but I needed to be able to take good care of them when that time came, after all “ the loneliest of lions always found comfort in the warmth of her cubs” I would very much love to dwell on them but for their sake I had to leave.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s