Monday, 29 October 2007

Home at last

Figured I'd just sneak into my house. Had to blag my way in the lift, the sonuvabitch was asking so many dam questions. I finally got there and I got kinda nervous, I twisted the door handle gently and let myself in. I knew old Phoebe would be in her room asleep so I went in there. I saw a little dam note book, Phoebe had been practising her name, she hated her middle name so on the page she wrote "Phoebe Weatherfield Caulfield" that killed me. Phoebe was a very light sleeper so I knew she would wake up straight away. As soon as she sat up she flung her arms around me. I asked when Mum and Dad were gonna be back, she said they would be back but not till late, so at least I had some time and all. I told her about the record I bought her, but I broke it, she still wanted me to give her the pieces of it, she slipped them into her drawer, that dam near killed me. She was wearing little pyjamas with elephants on, she looked so good. Then she started to ask me why I was home already, she hates it when i get kicked out, I didn't know what to say. "You got kicked out" she yelled, goddamit i didn't know what to say. I told her they let me out early, but she wouldn't believe me. "Daddy'll kill you" she screamed and she put the goddam pillow over her head. I tried so dam hard to make her come out but she just wouldn't. When she has the pillow over her head like that, she won't come out, not for anyone.

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