Half.. -title is a work In progress!-

                                                                                                             "The best Views come from the hardest climbs "

When I felt better I went up to my room I was glad to be off the floor I went up to my bedroom I sit on my bed and sigh , there was still a more stuff to unpack..I need more stuff to store them in , I opan my backpack and pull out a small box with a metal latch pans suitcase..dad says pan has a outfit for every occasion..but I don't think he has one for 1th night in care...it looks like his pjs will have to do...he has  aA set of blue flannel pyjamas printed with images of the moon, stars and clouds I slip those onto him  along with a light blue  housecoat / dressing gown /robe  , pan has a lot of pjs sets but this is our favourite dad got it for him

I put him on my bed and lift the covers to cover him then I turn around to see Liam standing in my doorway "you alright? " he asks  "yeah just ur stranded Epilepsy clonic tonic  seizure " I sigh "you get them a lot " he asks " now and again " I nod "small tallk over, your Liam time for  the day has run past your daily amount , so let's  cut to the chase , your not my sister, your my half sister and what is half , close to noting , so your not my sister at all , make sure people know that k? " I nod but it woud be nice to have a big brother to have a laugh with , go to the shop...protect me from Boys or do the burger dive with , the burger dive was a scam my dad made

It was where we take some food out of the bin hold it and wallk  then dad woud pretend someone knocked him over (or me ) , then Thay woud give us money for  more food but looks like I'm not doing that with a big brother . "Understood? Good now , bye also u wanna get in the shower before all the hot water is gone " Liam said  before leaving 

I do take his advice and hop in the shower  and slip into my pjs , when I brushed  my hair out I realised..I can't do my braids , at home every time I got a shower one  of my uncles or my dad woud do my braids before I went to sleep..looks like  I'll have to do without.. I threw my hair into a ponytail (the only hairstyle I know how to do )

I go back to my room to get ready for my 1th night away from my dad...I close my door switch off my lights and I lay in bed.....I couldn't sleep..I grasp that the only thing that helps me sleep was the regular sound of the bands music playing from beyond the wall...I put a magazine infront of the record player speaker and place it on volume 10..it was perfect at replacing the comforting sound I heard every night...then I started crying..