9/11 Hurricane Depression
“All that we see or seem, is but a dream within a dream”– Edgar Allan Poe
I took care of my neighbors cat, Spicy this past week. I finished up Wednesday, before the hurricane evacuations were being issued. Thursday I evacuated from my home, which was also my 19th birthday. Nice way to spend ones day of birth right? I spent the majority of that day crying my eyes out. The thought of not coming home to a home kept itself planted in my mind. As we started putting things upstairs; I took pictures of my house. I couldn’t help but cry. I had to leave my two cats behind because dad said they would be alright. But I think he made us leave them so we wouldn’t have to deal with their litter boxes. I still wish we brought them with us to my Uncle’s house. I wish I brought a lot of things I left behind. Sigh. School closed Wednesday and Thursday and I wont have class until Monday. So I want Monday to come fast. But I have a feeling that this weekend is going to go by really slow. I mean there isn’t anything wrong with my Uncle Ray’s house, and my cousins have all been really nice. I just want to go home as soon as possible. T_T I really hope my cats are ok. I’m afraid, and the negative side of things seem to surface, I tend to ignore the silver lining. I hope the lights don’t go out. (Knocks on wood) I really wish I could just sleep this whole weekend away and pretend its just a really bad dream and that nothing bad is happening to my home and everything will be fine Monday. I will wake up in my room and this will all have been a horrible nightmare that I will forget. I’m starting to get hungry. Another Birthday that I hope to forget. I didn’t get a chance to celebrate it. YAY I’m 19! There its the best I can do at the moment. The lights just went off for a second. Sigh I hope they stay on. The weather sucks.
I really hope everyone is safe and can go back to their homes.
