insomnia (yoonmin)

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I stayed silent.  I sat there, blankly, listening to the clock tick.  I hated: the obnoxious, never-ending ticks: that were hypnotizing, yet calming. 

I looked at the small calendar that hung.  "My birthday...  Today?"  He mumbled to himself.  "Such a un-important day today..."  He said to himself: looking down.  

WHAM!  

The front door slammed open.  I looked up: not wanting anything to happen right now.  I sat there: like a sheet of clutter.  As if I was ready: to be thrown out.  I walked over to the door and peaked my head out.  "..."  I stayed silent.  All I saw on the ground; were piles of bags.  "Victoria's Secret?"  I muttered, trying not to make a sound.  One of the closet bags said.  My mother giggled, looking over: everything that was in the bags.  "Can't wait to show my daddy's this.~"  She sang, proudly.  "Daddy's?"  I questioned.  "I thought dad died..."  I muttered.  

I sneaked back into the room.  

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Srry for such a short chapter again ^^;

I'm going to be very busy with my tutoring job these days srry 

SO these chapters will be descriptive, yet short! 

Thank you, guys!