Everything changes, sometimes in a blink of an eye.

It wont belong now. I am 21 and will be going on my first real adventrue. How much fun is that. But at what costs is this costing me? Nothing really, its not truly by choice though something me and my sister has longed to do.
My grandmother has desided to move in with my eldest sister. Taking me out of the picture as her caregiver. I have to admit, I feel extreamly nakied with out that title. I dont know whats worse my grandman or myself.

We will be out of this house in a couple of months it seems like. The aspect of truly being homeless scares and yet thrills me. No one really seems to mind though that it is happening to me and Charlotte. but we are both old enough that it shouldnt really matter.

I am so sad and this only adds to it. I wonder what I did wrong. What I could have done better. Is it really my fault. I know the awnser to all thoughs questions and the awnser is yes.


Oh honestly I dont feel like writing this now, nor do I feel like fixing my spelling mistakes so suffer.

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