Fear

God, I'm tired of living here. The people who have complete and total, unwavering control over my life at the moment don't even care for me.

It doesn't matter at all how old I get. I can never get far away enough. My mother's DNA is what I'm built of. I have my father's rage in my brain. I live with the maladies my great-great-great grandmother suffered from on the boat from Norway. I can't escape my history. I can't escape my own body.

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I'm starting to look like my father. I have his eyes.


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