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May 30, 2007- Back at the 'Rents' place

Alex had dropped my off in his silver Volvo.  I didn't drive to school; I had sold my own Ford Taurus for money because it was a gas hog anyway.  My mother didn't quite understand my reasons.

"Why are you selling it? Don't you drive it?"

"No mom, Alex takes me everywhere."

"What about work?"

"Mom, we both work at the same place, only he usually stays up front to answer phones."

"Oh, right. Okay but what if you two break..."

I was doing dishes in the kitchen at the time with her directly behind me so i was able to spin around fast enough to prevent that sentence from being finished.  But of course i wasn't able to put my hand over her mouth like i had wished mainly because of my balance problem so i tripped instead and she had to catch me.

"Don't say that."  My expression…

I close my eyes and breath,

I try to run away but my fear

is catching up,

I almost drown within my soul,

But then he comes to save me,

He fights away my fears and pain,

He holds me and tells me I’m okay,