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Lyric and I haven’t been driving to band practice or school together, so I hts for company I’m lonely Sad Lost

On the one hand, I want to remain in my little bubble, because it’s easier to breathe and exist Then again,lonely when that was all I kne that I’ve gotten a taste of the other side, where I can coexist with people, putting myself in solitude isn’t as simple

By the time I arrive home, I’m miserable and sullen Lila notices e into the house--she has for the last couple of weeks now Like always, she convincesmyself into my room

"Help me bake Everson’s birthday cake," she tellsto eat

"I’," I point out as I hunt the cupboards for so to fill my appetite "Remember when I tried to make those cookies?"

She kindly se "I’ll put you on egg duty It’s hard tothe cupboard, I take a seat on the barstool and do what she asks, breaking and separating eggshells So in the process and the way the yolk falls out of the egg strikes up a distant memory

Thick, like yolk

I watch the blood drip

Over and over

A repeated pattern

Driving me mad

The way it splatters

Across the floor

The sound is like nails

Pounding into my skull