Monster, Monster

Monday

morning I had so much I wanted to do. I suddenly missed my sister, despite all the fighting. There was so much I wanted to tell her. About the Jessie, the circle, minus of course the most amazing part: the crip. Instead I was greeted by fresh warm doughnuts and a green tea frappuccino in the morning. I ate fast, grabbed my hoodie and then walked to Jessie's house. No one was home, not even his parents. I assumed he must be at the store front, so I headed there. it was a long walk by myself, but when I finally made it: there was a sudden surge of emotion in me. As if I had finally found my way home.