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Red Snow
Nächste Morgen
After school I had looked one time at my mountain of work and had thought that I would not do it. Just because mutter said I should try to do well, does not mean that I will.
Katharina had gone to pick up her children, taking the youngest with her. I am apparently intimidating. She said that she would be back in an hour or so.
I went down the stair quietly, checking the lower rooms to see if anyone was home. No one was, and I quickly found my sister's small alcohol cabinet. I searched around and found a surprisingly large bottle of vodka. I guess Katharina was still a drinker after all.
Nicht ganz so perfekt, wie Mutter denkt, wir sind liebe Schwester?
I decided against being classy and making myself a drink. Or even pouring a glass. I am drinking at three in the evening-there is nothing that will make it appear I am sophisticated.
To spare the sweet children, I left the house carrying my bottle-looking for a place to be alone. I found a park, though I am unsure how far from the haus.
I spent the next hours becoming drunk, feeling the burning of vodka down my throat. And enjoying the pain.
I think that after it was dark, and the bottle much lighter I began to try and find the way back. Eventually I found it. And I stumbled in, seeing not so straight.
you never think straight Luca.
Katharina heard me slam the door I think, because she stomped into the entry-way and grabbed my friend from my hand.
"Fotze! Das ist mir." What the fuck would she take that away for? I'm not out of my head yet.
"Ist es das, was Mutter musste mit ständig beschäftigen?" She whispered angrily. "Meine Kinder sind jetzt schlafen, und ich kann es nicht glauben. Sie werden nie wieder tun. Verstehen? Du bist meine Verantwortung jetzt, und ich werde dich benehmen!
"Gott Frau. Lassen Sie mich in die Hölle allein!" I stumbled up the stairs and found my room. I fell on the bed and looked at the clock. Through my blurred vision I read the clock was seven.
I let out a big breath and growled. I was thinking about miene Schnee. Again.
he's so perfect. I want. him
I head a knock on the door and Katharina came in holding a cup. She put it on the small table close to the bed. She let out a heavy breath and sat a hand on my head, ruffled my hair.
"Oohh Luca...What are we going to do with you sweetie." She exhaled heavy again and left the room.
I smelled and saw that she had made me coffee. I sighed and grabbed it. I chugged the cup down and groaned; waited for the effects to start.
why am i like this
Katharina had gone to pick up her children, taking the youngest with her. I am apparently intimidating. She said that she would be back in an hour or so.
I went down the stair quietly, checking the lower rooms to see if anyone was home. No one was, and I quickly found my sister's small alcohol cabinet. I searched around and found a surprisingly large bottle of vodka. I guess Katharina was still a drinker after all.
Nicht ganz so perfekt, wie Mutter denkt, wir sind liebe Schwester?
I decided against being classy and making myself a drink. Or even pouring a glass. I am drinking at three in the evening-there is nothing that will make it appear I am sophisticated.
To spare the sweet children, I left the house carrying my bottle-looking for a place to be alone. I found a park, though I am unsure how far from the haus.
I spent the next hours becoming drunk, feeling the burning of vodka down my throat. And enjoying the pain.
I think that after it was dark, and the bottle much lighter I began to try and find the way back. Eventually I found it. And I stumbled in, seeing not so straight.
you never think straight Luca.
Katharina heard me slam the door I think, because she stomped into the entry-way and grabbed my friend from my hand.
"Fotze! Das ist mir." What the fuck would she take that away for? I'm not out of my head yet.
"Ist es das, was Mutter musste mit ständig beschäftigen?" She whispered angrily. "Meine Kinder sind jetzt schlafen, und ich kann es nicht glauben. Sie werden nie wieder tun. Verstehen? Du bist meine Verantwortung jetzt, und ich werde dich benehmen!
"Gott Frau. Lassen Sie mich in die Hölle allein!" I stumbled up the stairs and found my room. I fell on the bed and looked at the clock. Through my blurred vision I read the clock was seven.
I let out a big breath and growled. I was thinking about miene Schnee. Again.
he's so perfect. I want. him
I head a knock on the door and Katharina came in holding a cup. She put it on the small table close to the bed. She let out a heavy breath and sat a hand on my head, ruffled my hair.
"Oohh Luca...What are we going to do with you sweetie." She exhaled heavy again and left the room.
I smelled and saw that she had made me coffee. I sighed and grabbed it. I chugged the cup down and groaned; waited for the effects to start.
why am i like this
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Nicht ganz so perfekt, wie Mutter denkt, wir sind liebe Schwester?-not as perfect as mother thinks, are we dear sister?Fotze! Das ist mir-cunt! that's mine
meine Kinder sind jetzt schlafen, und ich kann es nicht glauben. Sie werden nie wieder tun. Verstehen Sie? Du bist meine Verantwortung jetzt, und ich werde dich benehmen!-my children are sleeping unstairs! I can't believe you! You're my responsibility now and this won't happen again. understand?
Gott Frau. Lassen Sie mich in die Hölle allein!-god woman. Leave me the hell alone
miene Schnee-my Snow