| | im being held hostage in my room.
it is 2:54 am.
i am not allowed to leave my room because my mother decided to plop herself down and not let me leave.
she won't let me leave because she is convinced that my lolo's (grandfather) ghost is in the house.
my mother is praying out loud in two languages to God and lolo as i write this because i have nothing else to do but sit.
every few seconds she stops and tells me to join her in prayer and talk to him.
i so don't do that.
im trying not to shake my chair with the church giggles.
my mother was sitting alone in the family room in her rocking chair and the fat ass flat screen turned on by itself.
so as im about to change into my pj's...my mother comes into my room to tell me that my lolo is in the house.
so dramatic.
my contacts are so dry and my face can fry spam.
my mom has now decided that she will not leave my room and is now fluffling a pillow to sleep.
im telling my mom to go to her bed but this aquamarine moo moo will not budge.
now im more tired than tickled and damnit she fell asleep.
maybe if i leave now i can make a quick trip to the bathroom.
she just woke up and now wants me to wake up my dad. she's really scared.
urgh. if ghosts are for real, i dont think my lolo would be so dramatic...knowing how my mom is about these things. |
| | Posted 6/22/2008 6:03 AM - 5 Views - 0 eProps - 0 comments
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