Tuesday

Diary today my mom is packing. I really don’t know the reason why we’re moving but I think it’s pointless because where we’re going is like two street away from my dad’s house. My parents keep arguing about something I’m not allowed to ask about. This is kind of unfair. But my day in bed made me think about that guy, I got a call from him, and this is how it went.

“Hello, who is this? “

“Hey, it’s me, Jake.”

” But I don’t know anybody named Jake.”

” It’s the guy… from the shop.”

” Which guy from the… oh hey, so your name’s Jake didn’t quite catch it that day.”

” Yeah, and didn’t get yours either, that’s why I called.”

” Oh, my name is Nomhle. So who gave you my number. “

” You did.”

” When,sorry my mom’s calling me.”

So I hung up and responded to my mother. She asked if I wanted a snack or something. And that was the first time she had spoken to me since yesterday night and I said that I wanted breakfast and lunch because I was starved. She made me lunch and I laughed at her because she forgot that I didn’t eat breakfast and she looked like she was a servant whose serving her master something new. And that master doesn’t like trying new things. She tried talking to me about something that I did not like to hear.

All I had to say was ” I’m 16, I don’t wanna think about s*x. Now you wasted my appetite. I don’t want food anymore.” She took the plate full of food and exited the room. Then I was hungry again. I screamed for my food back. Mom brought it back and laughed at my behavior.

” You like behaving like a child don’t you.”