Videvik(kogu raamat Inglise keeles)
period. Even
my mother, who I was closer to than anyone else on the planet, was never in harmony with me,
never on
exactly the same page. Sometimes I wondered if I was seeing the same things through my eyes
that the
rest of the world was seeing through theirs. Maybe there was a glitch in my brain. But the cause
didn't
matter. All that mattered was the effect. And tomorrow would be just the beginning.
I didn't sleep well that night, even after I was done crying. The constant whooshing of the rain
and wind
across the roof wouldn't fade into the background. I pulled the faded old quilt over my head, and
later
added the pillow, too. But I couldn't fall asleep until after midnight, when the rain finally settled
into a
quieter drizzle.
Thick fog was all I could see out my window in the morning, and I could feel the claustrophobia
creeping
up on me. You could never see the sky here; it was like a cage.
Breakfast with Charlie was a quiet event. He wished me good luck at school
annaabi.ee 
