Tuesday, January 29, 2008

I Dream...

Of nothing more than some-guy chasing me
I do nothing but run I don’t go to the police
I think about going to the police but I’m too scared
He will find me when he gets out of jail.
He keeps saying that he is my farther
I yell back “MY FATHER”
Do I believe him or go to the police?
“YES, YOUR FATHER PLEASE STOP RUNNING AND LISENTEN TO ME” Those are the words he said to me “HOW DO I KNOW THAT YOU AREN’T LYING TO ME I HAVEN’T EVER SEEN MY FATHER BEFORE IN MY LIFE” I Yelled back to him.
Why don’t I just go to the police? That is the question that I keep on asking myself.
Something in my heart told me not to go to the police that he was really my father.

- Tabitha Holcombe

1 comment:

Keandra said...

I think that this is very powerful and is a good paragragh