you're told to cry in your pillow
Still in bed, I could feel the humidity on my pillows. I had been crying a lot. I was all alone.
"Sia." Venice entered my room and closed the door behind her.
"I'm fed up. I can't take it anymore." I said in a low voice.
"I understand." Venice replied.
"Do they think women are sluts?" I asked.
"Not all of them Sia. Only those who don't know the capacity of women. And you gonna show them this capacity. That's why you're alive." Venice explained.
"But, how should I get started?" I asked.
"In Florida. They are searching for a new singer." She said.
"A singer....." I was unsure.
"I heard you singing a lot of times Sia. You rock. Now don't waste time. Pack your things right away." Venice said as she got up and started to pack my things.
After 2 hours of packing, I was finally leaving.
"Finally." I heard my father say while clapping his hands.
Brent was there too.
"I was waiting for this moment. I was waiting for this burden to go away. Finally. I wish you die somewhere outside there." My father said.
"No. I'll be alive." I said.
"A woman can never live on her own." He said.
"Don't judge women so easily. A woman can carry a child for nine month. No man can do that. Today you're wishing for a woman to die. Remember, thanks to a woman, you're are alive." I said as I walked out if the house.
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