What can I say… Nothing much. That’s what I usually say. When I am asked what is wrong. My answer is always nothing. He asks if I am sure. And I quickly reply yes. I say it’s the headache I have. He asks why I have a headache and I say I don’t know. But I do know. I know why I feel this way… I have too many thoughts of what is happening back home that I have no clue about… I don’t know how my parents really are. I specially don’t know how my siblings are. I am worried about them. I text them here and there but it seems as if no one cares. No one ever texts me or calls me to see how I am doing everyone just assumes I am fine. I really miss my family and it kills me to think that they don’t care about me. They have only visited me once. It’s going to be a year and only one single time they gave come to see me… I really do wish I could go to sleep and not wake up for a long time….
