Again, I am staring down at the exact same meal i had yesterday, the day before that, and the day before that too. I should be used to it now, but the thought of a somewhat 'normal' life always is in the back of my mind. A life where stealing isn't a necessity to survive. I wish I had one of those childhoods where your mom or dad would take you to the store once a month to buy you a special new toy, and the feeling you would get when you could get back home and play with it for days and days. Instead, I spent my childhood being abused, having to steal just to eat and survive, and not having one nice thing.
The house is full, and we all take part in the stealing because there are so many of us. Except for the younger kids like Liam, Carl and Debbie. Fiona, Lip and I steal when we get the chance. I am happy I have Fiona and Lip...they're kind of like the parents I never had, seeing as though Frank is a drug addict and a drunk, and Monica runs off and returns whenever she feels like it. She's bipolar, too. So I could say I didn't have the most 'supportive' parents while growing up. At least all my siblings were there for me instead though.
I have always felt like I am the odd one out. Frank mostly makes me feel that way. He abuses me. He punches me and slaps me around as if I am just his punching bag, and he tells me how weak I am and how horrible it is to have to be related to me. With him saying that, I never really thought Frank was my real dad. He always seemed to hate me more than he hated all the others. Not that I really care about finding out who my real dad is, anyways.
Everyday feels the same, and my life feels like it's one long and dramatic storyline. Those stories where the child gets brought up horribly, has horrible parents, then they have the rebellious phase but somehow in the future they become successful. Although, I dont think that will ever happen to me. I think I will always be living in this piece of shit house, having to steal and adding every cent I have to the 'squirrel fund'. The squirrel fund is a tin Fiona has, where we add all the money we have into it to pay the bills and buy as much food as we can. Although we never have much and usually we somehow have to beg for money on the streets (usually it's Frank that does that, but he uses all the money for drugs and booze), or we have to pickpocket from someone.
I stay away from everyone at school. I have no friends. Lip is my best friend. He and I have always been extremely close, and he has been through way more than I have. I look up to him. Lip is super smart, although he doesn't really give himself the credit he deserves. I think he should go to college and make a life for himself so he can get away from the South Side and all its bullshit that comes along with it. I want to be apart of the army. I would join now, but I'm too young.
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can't commit to anything but a crime
FanfictionIan's life is hard; he has to steal to survive along with the rest of his family. He one day meets a boy whom is older than him called Mickey, but Mickey cannot commit to a relationship because it's wrong.
