i don't like to go to bed before my parents get home. my parents are leaving me home for days at a time, and i will stay here, glued to this screen, scared of the noises at night.

it didn't use to be an issue. back when i was little, when i was twelve and i would put myself to bed, before they returned.

this year i would get up before them, in the morning and go to school on my bike, and turn off my lights after them. having hit the books all day, having talked on the phone too long.

i'm sleepy now. i'm waiting for my dad. glued here to the safety of the internet, where there is nothing but light, there can't possibly be dark.