Free-Writing (NaBloPoMo #13)

When I’m writing I think in French at the same time. I wonder if one day, when I live in the US,  I’ll be thinking in English..

The timer is on, I still have nine minutes.

One of the worst feeling in the world is when you’re being told something somebody said about you behind your back.

The timer is on, I still have eight minutes.

It happened to me today. I didn’t do anything wrong. But people believe what they want to believe. When they’re going through a hard time, they could do anything to put the blame on someone else.

The timer is on, I still have six minutes.

I was watching a video from a youtuber who shaved her hair for charity. I don’t think you have to do something that important  for people to give to others. Well, nowadays you do, but you shouldn’t. We live in a world where Kim K’ ass is more important than wars.

The timer is on, I still have four minutes.

I just got a twitter notification. Who cares? I really want to sleep. This post is so bad.. Am I going to put it online?

The timer is on, I still have three minutes.

I miss my brother. He’s two, you know. In a few years I’m going to have to leave him. He’s the only thing that is really holding me back to France.

The timer is on, I only have one minute left.

Don’t get me wrong, I love my parents so so so so much, I don’t even have words. But I’ve been told my whole life that one day I’ll have to leave them. My brother is new to my life, why can’t I have more time with him?

The timer is on, I don’t have time anymore.