Much to my protest I was ambered for the rest of the day. Esmee had sat
with me for a long time talking about nothing in particular and after it all
she had told me I had done well to get so much off of my chest then in the same
breath she declared me unsafe and upped my observations. It was like being
kicked in the stomach. When I protested she told me over and over that she was
not trying to punish me but as I laid there on top of the covers, I couldn’t think of it in any other way. It was really
unnerving having someone watch you. Sitting in your door way like a ghost when
you were trying to steal a few hours of sleep before the morning come and hit
me again and I had to find the energy I didn’t have to get myself out of bed and into school. It was going to be a
long night.
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