Here is yesterday's. i am so sick of blogger being such a bitch.
Things moved into a confusing whirlwind for a while, that i only remember in vague pieces. The men carried Granny away. my father and Marcie arrived shortly after and Granddaddy and Daddy left for the hospital. Marcie sent me to take a bath and wash the blood off. We crawled into my bed but Marcie couldn't stand the confines of that house and loaded me into Granny's car. When next i awoke, i was in bed with Marcie at Mama and Daddy's house. i snuggled close to her and stroked my guilt at my Granny's horrible accident like a sore tooth. Once it was inflamed into a monster of self hatred i got up and went to the bath room. i took down Daddy's box of straight razors and used one on my thighs. Punishing myself for hurting my Granny. For destroying her with her love for me. When my Mama beat on the door, i hid the razor, mopped up the blood, and scurried off to hide.
