Thin Walls

Their loud voices were the only thing I heard. I couldn't listen to the cartoon on the T.V. and I was too scared to raise the volume.

They spoke of mean and hurtful things to one another, and each word, even though it was meant for the other person, cut into me. It cut and tore through my hard exterior and turned my insides into a pile of mush.

I could never understand why they would say such things; never understand why I can't get my legs to move and stop them; never understand why I would just hide under my blanket once their voices and words became unbearable.

If only my walls weren't so, so, thin...I wouldn't be able to hear each of those awful words and their never ending yelling...

Darn you walls.