I’m Scared

It’s hit me. I think it’s really, truly time for me to come round. I’ve had to give up and just accept it. It’s going to happen, sooner or later, no use in fighting it Usma, or debating with dad about it. Might as well save my energy and let it be.

I can’t try to ignore it anymore or push it to the back of my mind, I have to face it. Have to change my attitude towards it.

To many what I’m talking about is no biggie, or they probably think I’m joking but I’m serious. I don’t know…I’m scared of what’s to come. The future. I shouldn’t be though. There are more important things to be ‘scared’ about.

I have to face the idea that there’ll be a time when my mum won’t be there brewing me cinnamon tea for my cold and my dad wont be there feeding me when I’m ill in bed. I hate growing up, it’s no fun.

This probably made very little sense. I’m ill.

God bless and Dua’s

Usma

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~ by usma on 8, February, 2007.

2 Responses to “I’m Scared”

  1. heyyyy sweety, take it easy.
    nshAllah u’ll b betta, u’re in my dua.
    peace out.

  2. one question? wts cinamon tea like? ne gud? myt try dat since u ha 2 go n ruin ma coffee expereince 4 me. tsk tsk,
    ok…i’l b kind wid aother question >> r u feelin beta??

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