CrystalWaters

Don't be afraid, We are ok
Don't be afraid, We are right here
Don't be afraid, our arms are open wide 
Don't be afraid, it is just some thunder
Don't be afraid, shush little child
Don't be afraid, let me sing you a lullaby

I am tired but I don't sleep. My eyes shut but they open again. I think your here but your not. The thought of losing you is horrid. But what is this I hear? You are coming for a visit! My spirit lifts as I here these words. 
 

I wonder what will happen when we die, will we go to heaven or will we turn in to an animal or another human?
I wonder what will happen when our pets die, will we burrie them, try to flush them down a toilet as we do fish?

I am the youngest of the family by 6 and 4 years. My siblings are like two peas in a pod while I am like the outcast of the family. I hear my brother and sister laughing so I ask why all they do is say nothing with a sharp tone.

I feel so weird inside like people are judging me. I don't go for the lead in plays even though I know it would be a good opportunity. I don't like to share my art work unless I think it looks good but even then I feel like people don't like it.