Soul Drifter (Part 9, page 1 of 12)


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Part 9

It has been two weeks, and I am bored stiff. It feels as if I am literally cut off from my world and am on this little island of desolation. My Grandma has a password on her computer, and every time I try to ask her for it, my mom elbows me to stay quiet. I can go online on my phone, but with roaming and the cost of it, I am not sure if I am prepared to be without my phone by the time we get back home. If I go online now, and we get home, and my dad gets the bill, I will, without debate or any discussion, be without a phone for months. Perhaps even until I am able to afford my own. My life is basically going on without me, people are posting and sharing things, but I am not included in the buzz, and it is a strange and lonely feeling. My thumbs itch to type a message. I do not want to live in a world without internet access.

Every single day we wake up, have breakfast and then we set off to go to the hospital. Visiting hours is twice a day, and maybe the guilt feelings which were sown at home, have taken root in my mother, because she refuses to miss even one visit, and she refuses to let me or Isaac stay at my Grandma's house on our own.

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