I woke up so tired. Doing the usual. Got out of my covers, as I got up and set my feet on the world once again, I got a big wave of shivers in my body from the cold grown I have just touched. I looked down at my feet and watched as I saw my toes wiggle. I'm so lucky to be able to move them. When I looked up and stopped in my steps to try and hear if my brother was awake, I didn't hear anything except for my dogs wandering around downstairs.
So I continued my path into the hallway. I turned to my right and opened the door. My brother was clearly deep into his dreams. I wish I could still get those. I walk at least a foot into his room before he turns his face towards me and whispers "im awake". I smile then turn in the directions of the washroom. I grabbed my toothbrush and brushed away. Humming the alphabet, letting the rhythm of my voice take me somewhere else. I let the words fly me away, anywhere just not here. I spit the leftover of my haunted dreams. I took my braids out, as I saw my reflections I saw the black circles around my eyes, and the bruise on my arm my mother had left on me after our argument we had last night. I knew I wasn't getting enough sleep at night.
I ignore the imperfections and continue my day. As I got dressed for the day, I realized I had to change the whole outfit to cover the bruises, I didn't want people getting the wrong idea.I grabbed my snacks and lunch. Packed mine in my bag then I packed my brothers in his bag. I realized we were gonna be late if we didn't pick up the pace. I put my bag on and held my brother's bag in one hand as I dragged him out the house with the other. I locked the door then put my keys in my pocket. "Wait, Sissy I didn't eat breakfast yet and I'm hungry" Jason looked at me with such sorrow in his eyes. "Okay when we get on the bus you can eat my lunch. How about that? But until then you need to cooperate with me. Deal"? He shook his head as an agreement. We just reached the bus stop. The bus pulled over to pick us and the rest of the kids up. As we settled in I gave Jason my lunch then I went to go sit with my friends.
I sat on the window side as always. My friends were trying to get my attention but I really didn't feel like communicating at the time. I looked at the houses we passed, wondering all the happy families that might live inside. Wishing I would know what a normal life is like. Normal days to school. Have your parents drive you to school without them yelling their heads off because you didn't wake up early enough. Without going days not eating. Getting bruises cause you fell, and not because you talked back. Feeling great to go home, and not sick to your stomach.
We finally got to school. My face lit up with joy. School is like my hide away from the world. From my mom, and her girlfriend. As I entered class everyone was running up to me. People making all kinds of conversations. The only person I wanna have a conversation with isnt here. That bummed me out.
We took our seats. "Hey class. I have great news today". Said Miss Kim with the widest smile on her face. "I'm pregnant! I'm having a kid, I will still be teaching you guys but one day I will be leaving and someone will replace me. The person that will be replacing me is on her way to join us today. She will be with us everyday. So please class on your best behaviour." I was really sad about this. I loved Miss Kim. I was happy that she is able to add a new addition to her family, it just sucks she has to leave us behind for her to grow her family. After the bell rang, the class rushed outside. Everyone was debating on if the baby would be a girl or a boy. Who knew. I personally wanted it to be a girl. I wondered what her husband looked like. Or if she was even married. Maybe she has a girlfriend like mom does. That would be cool. I wonder if she would ever hit her kid. Do parents do that? Or is it just my mom who does that.
When me and Jason got home mom was passed out on the couch. Me and Jason went upstairs so we wouldn't disturb her. I played with my dolls. "KIDS"!! Mom yelled. As we rushed downstairs she had a furious look on her face. Her finger pointed to our school bags and her other hand on her hip. "Haven't I taught you better?? What the hell is this?! You little shits can't do anything can you?!". Me and Jason rushed to put our dishes in the sink. She came up from behind us and smacked us both from behind the head. "You guys know better then to not do your fucking homework. Keep the A's going. You sitting on your ass's isnt gonna get you anywhere". "Ya you'd know about that" I whisper while I roll my eyes. "Excuse me," mom says. I look down at the grown "Nothing mom". She puts her finger under my chin and raises my head. "Don't ever talk to me like that again". Then slaps me across the face. I put my hand over my face. "Clean that up and don't start crying". I cleaned up the blood that was shed from my mouth. As I ran upstairs I cried into my pillow and screamed, my head filled with anger and regrets.
