I opened the window, and slid my self through quietly. My room was dark, and the only thing I could see was my clock. It said 5:34 a.m. I had managed to make it back before 6:00, when my family was getting back.
I walked over to my bedside table, and turned on my lamp. I jumped back when I saw Aunt Rose sitting on my bed.
"What are you doing here?" I stepped back and set my bag on the mesa, tabela beside me.
"I knew that something was up, so I came back. And when you weren't home, I waited for you." She remained on my cama with her hands in her lap.
I looked down, and rubbed my hand on my head.
"I had sex." I blurted out. I felt so guilty, it was almost like she knew I did something stupid.
"I know." She smiled a little and then walked over to me.
"You smell like liquor." She said as she wrapped her arms around me. I began to sob into her shoulder.
"I'm so sorry." I wish this could have happened without all the guilt.
"There is nothing to apologize for. I don't believe in sex before marriage, but with you and Jake, you know you'll always be with each other." She rubbed her hands around in circles on my back.
I stepped back and wiped the mascara stains from my face.
"Please don't tell them." I looked at her eyes and knew she would keep my secret.
"You need some rest if they are going to believe you were here." She hugged me one mais time before leaving my room and closing my door.
My skin was saved for a while, until I, you know, blabbed.
I walked over to my bedside table, and turned on my lamp. I jumped back when I saw Aunt Rose sitting on my bed.
"What are you doing here?" I stepped back and set my bag on the mesa, tabela beside me.
"I knew that something was up, so I came back. And when you weren't home, I waited for you." She remained on my cama with her hands in her lap.
I looked down, and rubbed my hand on my head.
"I had sex." I blurted out. I felt so guilty, it was almost like she knew I did something stupid.
"I know." She smiled a little and then walked over to me.
"You smell like liquor." She said as she wrapped her arms around me. I began to sob into her shoulder.
"I'm so sorry." I wish this could have happened without all the guilt.
"There is nothing to apologize for. I don't believe in sex before marriage, but with you and Jake, you know you'll always be with each other." She rubbed her hands around in circles on my back.
I stepped back and wiped the mascara stains from my face.
"Please don't tell them." I looked at her eyes and knew she would keep my secret.
"You need some rest if they are going to believe you were here." She hugged me one mais time before leaving my room and closing my door.
My skin was saved for a while, until I, you know, blabbed.
im in the devils playground
dont know anyone round here
i will try to stand my ground
and not let anyone sense my fear
cant confisgate a reality that is based on lies
i will not negociate with my pride
foolish as i was i am no longer that person
yes try to hold my gaze
my will wont lesson
and i am in the devils playground
i have my own toys
i try to not look around
to the erie noise
scrapping nails apon the pavement
and dried blood up on the walls
a smell that so nauseating
i feel i might fall
light headed i cant be
not in this place anyways
i walk further trying to find a way out of this place.
how did i get here where did i go wrong my morbid curisoty
of a unrealistic song.driven to a brink thats almost sickning
i cant find myself.a way out of the devils playground. my own personal hell
dont know anyone round here
i will try to stand my ground
and not let anyone sense my fear
cant confisgate a reality that is based on lies
i will not negociate with my pride
foolish as i was i am no longer that person
yes try to hold my gaze
my will wont lesson
and i am in the devils playground
i have my own toys
i try to not look around
to the erie noise
scrapping nails apon the pavement
and dried blood up on the walls
a smell that so nauseating
i feel i might fall
light headed i cant be
not in this place anyways
i walk further trying to find a way out of this place.
how did i get here where did i go wrong my morbid curisoty
of a unrealistic song.driven to a brink thats almost sickning
i cant find myself.a way out of the devils playground. my own personal hell