As I'm walking home my mom calls me to tell me to go back into the school so she can come pick me up, but the last she said that she never came, she tricked me into going back in shitty hell hole. I told her no I'll be home in a little bit. This is the first time a teacher or any adult has called me a freak, I didn't know what to do.
Should I have stayed or was it best for me to leave, thats all I could think of when I was walking home. When I walked in the door my mom was sitting at the dining room table, usually she's in her room so I know she's going to talk to me about me leaving school and cussing out my principal.
"Hey" I say in a lowbsoft voice
"Don't hey me,why did you say fuck you to the fucking principal. And why the hell did you leave the school!"
She sounds like Maya, I can't help but cringe.
"Mom the man called me a freak and he pissed me off,he told me it was my fault that people make fun of me and mess with me." I exclaim
"Well maybe it is your fault."
"What? Mom you know what I've been through this past year and you think it's my fault that people bully me. Wow mom I'm so done!" I was to mad to even try to listen to what she had to say, I run up stairs and shut my door and lock it
I'm her daughter why would she say that to me,well maybe their right maybe I am a freak and it is my fault that people don't like me.
I'm still mad at what I just heard from my mom. I go in my bathroom sit on the toilet and just stare at the wall,I start to cry and break down to the floor. This is to much, cut cut cut bleed to make the pain in our heart leave for a second just for a few seconds. I pull out my blade I got from a pencil sharpener put it to my wrist and cut, there's nothing else I could do. I sit and watch the blood slowncome out, so I make another then another till I feel satisfied. I clean up then lay in bed, that's all I could do is just lay there and think, think about Hazel and how she's free. I want to be free too,I don't want to leave in pain either. I can't help but to cry, I lay on my side so I can look at my door I know my mom is coming I could hear her foot steps up the stairs.
"Open up Te, please open the door."
"No, you really hurt me."
" I'm -" I stop her.
" No your not sorry mom, you don't care, and I want you to leave me alone right now ok." She says nothing, but I hear her sobbing. I hate the fact that in make her cry when I get upset at her, she makes it seem like its my fault. But not this time. I know she's crying because she's wrong for hurting me and saying what she said. Right now I don't even know what to do, I'm stuck.
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Train Wreck
Randomthis book is about a girl who goes though a lot of shit at young age, Her and her mom are always buddning heads about every single little thing every since her dad left. And on top off that her best friend committed suicide and it took out on her...
