Entry 3
May 31, 2009
I knew it.
The night was supposed to be uneventful.
He called me Leigh, then Clarence. Really, Papa?
Eager to do something, my younger sister called me. Nīsan, Leigh, then Renz.
Young, as she is, I still see a girl disappointed not being able to help her brother.
Lauren called me Renz first, then Leigh, then Clarence, then Clarence Leigh.
I remember how sweetly my mother called me Leigh. Weird.
Eventful night, indeed.
Distractions no more, I sigh in relief.
Knowing something will happen tomorrow, I sleep.
Early in the morning, I found myself in my psychiatrist's office.
Perks of having powerful parents.
The doctor asked questions.
The answers aren't satisfactory to her, however.
Handling everything, Papa agreed for more meet-ups.
Ending the session, she smiled at me.
Trusting my sister, I let her hold me as we went home.
Rousing from my nap, I heard conversations about me.
Uncaring, I kept myself locked in my room.