#6 Diedra
Diedra was beautiful.
Of course I use past tense because she is dead. That's why we're here, right?
Sorry.
I'm feeling confined, stuffy, out-of-sorts, lost.
After #4 & #5, Dad moved us far, far away.
I wish it had been another solar system. Maybe we would all be safer on a different planet than Earth.
Sometimes I wonder if I even live here. I feel like an alien. Some days I don't recognize the landscape or the home Dad scrounged up or the reflection in the mirror.
Dad says it's probably post-traumatic stress. I wonder what I'm stressed about.
I'm not the one who's dead.
And I'm not the one killing them.
Georgie treats me like I'm contagious. She won't look/talk/sit/stand/breath anywhere near my vicinity.
Whatever.
I don't need her.
But she's stuck with me, at least to and from school.
Dad has a new job that he has to be to early so sis and I get to ride the free school district transportation.
When we get on the first day of school, there is only one seat left. At the front.
Of course, Georgie immediately makes friends.
I decided to prove to Georgie I can make and keep friends. Today is the first day to start.
I look through the curtain of my hair at those around me, willing them to hate me but not.
My eyes meet Diedra's.
I didn't know her name then.
And I didn't know I would kill her.
This is the first person I will concede to killing.
Not really killing, but my lack of skills did.
Diedra was beautiful.
Of course I use past tense because she is dead. That's why we're here, right?
Sorry.
I'm feeling confined, stuffy, out-of-sorts, lost.
After #4 & #5, Dad moved us far, far away.
I wish it had been another solar system. Maybe we would all be safer on a different planet than Earth.
Sometimes I wonder if I even live here. I feel like an alien. Some days I don't recognize the landscape or the home Dad scrounged up or the reflection in the mirror.
Dad says it's probably post-traumatic stress. I wonder what I'm stressed about.
I'm not the one who's dead.
And I'm not the one killing them.
Georgie treats me like I'm contagious. She won't look/talk/sit/stand/breath anywhere near my vicinity.
Whatever.
I don't need her.
But she's stuck with me, at least to and from school.
Dad has a new job that he has to be to early so sis and I get to ride the free school district transportation.
When we get on the first day of school, there is only one seat left. At the front.
Of course, Georgie immediately makes friends.
I decided to prove to Georgie I can make and keep friends. Today is the first day to start.
I look through the curtain of my hair at those around me, willing them to hate me but not.
My eyes meet Diedra's.
I didn't know her name then.
And I didn't know I would kill her.
This is the first person I will concede to killing.
Not really killing, but my lack of skills did.
