I know I will not ask for help

I felt sad and decided to produce it in the form of poetry. I do not know what will help. Continue reading I know I will not ask for help


Chapter 5 – Truth

The sun shone brighter than it had on the other days. In the afterglow of last night, I hurried down to breakfast to find Wally standing sternly at the door. He looked at me with an air on intimidation. He knew. ‘Why did not you tell me? I thought we were supposed to have no secrets! These are not things you hide from your best friend’, he commanded, making himself busy by looking around into the room. He was twisting his fingers in a way he does when he wants to appear angry. He looked nervously at my dad, and … Continue reading Chapter 5 – Truth