I sat on the window seat in my room watching the rain hit the window. I put in some music on my walkman Richie got for me on my 11th birthday. Just as I hit play, my door flew open.
"What the fuck?" I mutter while pulling off my headphones.
My dad is clearly drunk, he usually is. I should be used to it by now, I mean I am, but I still always get a nervous feeling in my stomach when he is.
"What are you doing?" I scoff at him slurring his words.
"Whatever the fuck I want" I practically whisper.
I close my window and hop of the window seat to try to slide past my dad to leave. He grabs my arm, and slings me forward making me fall on the floor in front of him.
He bends down, getting face to face with me. I try and hold in my tears, I don't want to give him the satisfaction of seeing me cry.
He leans down causing me to flinch slightly.
"Don't you... ever.. talk to me like that again" I scrunched my nose at the smell of alcohol coming from his breath. He stands back up and walks out, not bothering to close the door.
I run outside, my tears blending in with the rain. I hop on my bike and start riding down the street.
As I'm riding my bike I look over to see a little boy running alongside the road, chasing after a paper boat.
Georgie.
"Hey Georgie!" I smile and wave to him.
"Hey Lydia! Can't talk right now, I can't lose my boat!" He yells over the rain, still chasing the boat.
"Okay be safe!" I yell back. I smile to myself and look ahead seeing Bill's house. I then kick off on my bike and start riding once again in the freezing rain.
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*ring ring*
The bell rings and Bill, Richie, Eddie, and I squeeze out the door into the hall.
"So, there's this church full of Jews, right?" Eddie started.
"And Stan has to take this like super Jewy test-"
"But how's it work?" Bill interrupts.
"I heard they slice the tip of his dick off!" I laugh.
"But then Stan will have nothing left!" Richie chimes in.
"Wait up, you guys!" Stan runs up to us squeezing between me and Eddie.
"Hey, Stan, w-what happens at the Bar Mitzvah, a-a-anyways?" Bill stutters.
"Lydia says they slice the tip of your d-d-dick off."
"Yeah, and I think the rabbi's gonna pull down your pants, turn to the crowd and say Where's the beef?" Richie jokes before Stan can say anything, I crack up.
"At the Bar Mitzvah, I read from the Torah, and then I make a speech and suddenly, I become a man." Stan explains.
"I can think of funner ways to become a man" Richie states.
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