Chapter 49

I stare into my father's eyes, I didn't know exactly what I could have told him, I wanted to tell him yes, that I felt good, but inside, an internal voice was begging me to tell my father that I felt bad, who wanted me to take me to a doctor to be examined with more professionalism and security that someone would tell me that I only felt that way because of the nerves and the pressure of all the bad things that I was having to live now, however, I did not I felt fully capable of doing it, it was as if my mouth really didn't want to speak to say something about it.