Chaos City;

I didn't want that email.
You shouldn't have sent me that email.
Why did you send me that email?
My stomach is in knots.
Do I reply?
Do I delete?
Do I wonder forever?
Do I ask for answers?
Will I get answers?
Will I never get a reply?
Will I get an answer?
Will the answer kill me inside?
Why is my aunt such a crazy bitch?
Why are things like a lifetime movie?
My parents called me to tell me they were on a stake out.
I hope my cousin is okay.
I hope my other cousin is okay.
I hope Emily's okay.
I hope Carrie's okay.
Ayana, I hope you're fucking okay.
I want my aunt to get arrested.
I want my uncle to feel safe again.
I want my dad back.
I want my mom to not ignore me when she's upset.
I want my uncle to be away from that bitch and my cousin too.
Email. Email. Email.
Do I reply to email?
Prom.
Shoes.
Hair.
Promprompromprom.
Must.Do.Scholarship.Stuff.
I want to graduate.
Now.
June, where are you?
I don't want to be sick.
I'm starting not to be able to breathe out of my nose.
Headache.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.



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