...Alittle Bit Crazy

Chapter 1

Well you know that aching feeling you get before you get on a big, giant roller coaster? That's the aching feeling I have all the time. My anxiety and lack of social skills are far from the real battles I have dealt with in life. I don't know where to begin..so please bare with me. Oh, my name? Well, it's Kelvin..Kelvin Graham. And this is my story.

"Watch it ugly dick weed!", I was getting my books out my locker when I saw Chris McKellen glaring at me as he walked by. Obviously I was not really in his way. He's just another self centered jock. And the quarterback of The Squids for that matter. Why are they always the same? Praying on the weak just for their own pleasure. I quickly shut my locker as someone shouldered me their own. Oh, Luke Stone! Another ass who thinks he's so great just because his father is some "big shot" lawyer. "Fag." Luke said it plain as the nose as his flawless, unblemished face. "So mature." I said sarcastically to myself , rolling my tired blue eyes.

I know what I'm about to say may come off as a cliché or something, but my school is the worst. And it's catholic school. Full of morons who just want to smolder you for being "different". Yes, I'm into guys. But I'm also 16 years old. Do I really know what I want at this awkward, not-to-mention horrifying stage in life? I don't know. But when you have no friends and it seems you have no one to relate to not in less talk to, what can you believe?

My Aunt Jen is the only family I have left. I have been with her in Battle Creek, Michigan since about 2 years ago. Since I came out of the hospital. I was in there due of lack of oxygen. All the thoughts. The fire, the screaming, my mom's wide greenish eyes scarring in to my soul as she woke me up to get to go outside. She went back in for my father and never came out. Neither of them two did. The neighbors all gathered looking curious as well as sorry for me. The police, fire fighters, and ambulance came as I felt like was going to pass out right there on the sidewalk as my house was burning to the ground.

The next thing I remember was waking up in a hospital bed with a medical tube in my nose, wanting mom and dad. Aunt Jen got up off the chair slowly looking worrisome and confused at me. It was so quiet in the room for a few seconds that you could've probably hear a nurse drop a small needle in the hospital hallway. And with a shaky and soft voice, Aunt Jen told me with the ounce of nerves she had left that my mom and dad didn't make it out of the fire. I just stood still looking at the thread count on the sheet that was pressed to my body. It was so white I couldn't look away. As soon as I knew anything my eyes were watery and my heart felt so sore that I could hear it breaking inside my chest. I suddenly broke out in grieving fit as Aunt Jen hugged me tightly in her warm arms.