You get some great, amazingly fantastic news. What’s the first thing you do?
Well that’s easy when good news comes my way it’s been a mistake! No one really meant to hire me or to make my day! It was an error!
This might seem cynical, that’s how I feel. sometimes I feel I was born just for others to tell me I was wrong or incorrect or it was an error. that’s exactly how I felt when I sheriff knocked my door with full force October of 2:20.
Sounded like he was coming right on through my metal home. I had done nothing to anyone so why were there probably on my door. I never guessed it a million years it was tell me my baby sister who hadn’t talked to me since 2:15 was dead.
My sister 3 years younger than me was not supposed to die before me. where is supposed to grow together and be friends with and laugh about things and go over rides. picture moment I forgive each other and love each other. all I have is my cats my books a friend who talks to me on tic tac or a friend who talks to me on Facebook.
Life destroyed by my older half sister who is there with my younger sister died! no it could bother to drive the 66 mi to tell me in person that my baby sister was dead.
So if I ever get news good or bad ever again I will never open a goddamn door to some cop! my older crappy a****** of her sister said the cop with my mom died too. I never did anything to anyone that I didn’t deserve this if he alone. Not to trust; but mostly not to be alone, alone is like a winter chill without like a blanket
Val Whitewolf 