My mother made me cry agian. I made choclate chip cookies for her church bake sale thing and although I did everything the box said 2 out of the 3 dozen burnt. I went and told her and she sighed like she was dissapointed in me. that hurt a little but it wasnt to bad. But latter she came into the kitchen and looked at them and said 'what is that?' and 'what did you do, you must have not been paying attention or put the ingredients in wrong. we deffinattly cant sell these. i'll have to make something myself tommorrow. I always have to do everything myself.' Really nice of her. I pretended to just watch tv but i was crying. My father saw me and when my mom left the room he called me over to him and I sat in his lap and he held me untill I calmed down. My dad is the only way I stay sane in this house.
 smolder · Sat Feb 26, 2005 @ 03:42am · 0 Comments |
