I get scared when things get too quiet. I find excuses to text or holler her name to make sure she's able to respond back. I pray she doesn't know the real reason I do it because the thought of my daughter being scared of dying fills me with a kind of rage that ain't healthy.
I get scared when things get too quiet. I find excuses to text or holler her name to make sure she's able to respond back. I pray she doesn't know the real reason I do it because the thought of my daughter being scared of dying fills me with a kind of rage that ain't healthy.