The Group
Part 64 


I packed up my things as soon as I was finished and walked inside. No one said hello. My family was too big and my house was too small, so usually everyone is in everybody's business, but everyone, even the little ones, had something else on their minds.
I walked up the stairs to my bedroom. I placed everything on the floor, in a messy heap. I laid down on my bed an began to think.
'My life isn't perfect, no. But it could be worse. I know that somehow, some way, my mother will figure things out, as well as my dad. To be honest, the problem of possibly being homeless is so small compared to what Stacey is going through. The only real worry I have right now is if Danny is okay. He's barely home, he listens to heavy metal, he dresses in all black. He just doesn't seem like a happy person. And Ann, God what is she hiding!? I wish I could help them, but I can't. Not right now anyway.'
I started to nod off to my own thoughts, and right before I fell asleep, I told myself that everything has a way of working itself out, and I will be okay.


But it could be worse.