Post by adrianne on Oct 18, 2010 1:20:54 GMT
FALL LIKE THE LEAVES OF SEPTEMBER,
ALL YOUR LIES, I HARDLY REMEMBER[/blockquote][/font]
Watching the sun rise from her second story window, Adrianne felt a sense to relief wash over her. Last night, she spend most of the hours trying to finish up her homework that was due so on Saturday, she had the day to herself to keep away from home. She listened quietly as the birds chirped and the noise of everyday life started up, slipping past the crack of the windowsill and reaching her ears. Living in one of the more expensive area of Bluewater Bay, she didn't hear any life that one would find in a more regular community. But she did hear a kid's laughing from next door, a dog barking with enthusiasm, and a car speeding down the street despite the signed that warned drivers not to go over twenty miles per hour. All that that from the world outside. Inside Adrianne's home was dead silence. Her mother was still sleeping, and though she wondered if she should make her mother something to eat, she realized that they had leftovers from the night before and her mother wouldn't bother to eat it anyways. She ate when she wanted, and Adrianne was rarely home to regulate if she had breakfast, lunch, and dinner.
With a sigh, she stepped away from the window, grabbing a jacket from her dresser and putting it on as she slipped her iPhone in her pocket, heading downstairs without a sound. She slipped into the kitchen the heated up the spaghetti before putting serane wrap over it and leaving her mother's medication next to it, with a note to remind her what time she was going to take it. Adrianne could only get so far when her mother was depressed, only she can help herself, at this point. It was simple things like meds and eating, and yet she couldn't even accomplish that, throwing a fit over it as if she wasn't a grown woman. Sometimes Adrianne just wished that was a way out- the maid also always insisted that she take her pills, even standing next to her, telling her how depression would go away eventually, using little words like she was a kid. And yet, somehow nothing seemed to change.
Going up the stairs to tell her mom that breakfast was on the table for when she was reading. She wasted no time getting out of the house, not even bothering to take the car keys with her. She doubted at this time of the morning, her friends would be awake. However, she did take time to get her dog, Charlie out of the house. The little collie needed to be walked, and it gave her an excuse to be in the park, in case her mother called and demanded her location.
Arriving at the park, she took a deep breath of air, the wind blowing her hair around her face absently. She was at least glad that Charlie was with her; but even then she felt a small tug at her heart, the feeling of loneliness starting to settle into her stomach. She signed and looked down, letting the little puppy drag her about the place. it left her alone to her thoughts, knowing that usually it would take a rather dark turn, she wished that time would go a little faster. The peaceful morning that she experienced only a few minutes prior was starting to wear off.