
Poem about a girl who doesn't want her friends to see who she really is.
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Hurt/Comfort - Words: 176 - Reviews: 2 - Published: 05-20-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3024143
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Anna asked again about spending the night.
I told her mom was busy.
I told her she couldn't focus with the extra noise.
I told her she was going out of town.
Jamie wanted to come to my house to work on our project for school.
I told her there was no place to work.
I told her we didn't have all the supplies.
I told her it's easier to work at her house.
Joey, my boyfriend, asked if he could come over for dinner.
I told him mom said no.
I told him we had company.
I told him my mom wouldn't be home until 11:30.
I love my friends,
But I don't want them anywhere near my house.
I don't want them to see the mess.
I don't want them to get glass bottles thrown at them from my mom.
I don't want them to be beaten.
I don't want them to see Hell.
I don't want them to meet my insane mother.
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