I'm walking home I cannot believe my crush asked me out he is perfect, I live in a very dangerous part of town. Full of bikies, drugs and drama, the news loves us, the news station started in Sydney but moved it here because we where on it so much. school is never boring because someone is always getting robbed or stalked or whatever, I know that stuff will never happened to me I'm too street smart I know bad from good I was raised around here. I'm tough I play heaps of sport but really no ones safe around here really, no one.
I'm about a street away from home I hear the same old noises, swearing, threats, the flicker of a lighter, and women getting cat called. I'm tough but even these streets scare me, I open the front door to "hey babe dinners in the oven" mumma's an alcoholic. I know mamma is such a childish thing to call her but she likes it, it brings her back to the days when dad was alive before he killed himself. She lives in the past in happier days it's sad but it's the only thing keeping her going apart from drugs and alcohol, the past.
I heat up the sad looking pie made a few nights ago store bought of coarse, mamma never ever cooks. she used to be a top chef earning heaps, then dad died she gave up on every thing the way paper caves in when water gets poured on it. we moved to this sad joint I lost everything my friends, my childhood and my dreams. I just matured way to much and cried my self to sleep, I was fairly young no I was very young. "no you are cuter, no you are stuff you ahhh" that's mamma talking to herself drugs do that to you. bleep bleep bleep my phone is going off like nobodies business, ring ring I answer my phone "hey babe, omg you are dating mike omfg that's fantastic!," yells Cara into the phone "ha I know thanks babe everyone wants to talk about me and him, it's so much drama...... SHIT my dinners burning call me back!" "ok I love you babe and if he hurts you I cut him!" she laughes as I hang up. aw snap my pie is burned oh well its not under cooked at least, I tuck in as mum hugs me I really do love her.
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Fiksi RemajaI look around he can't still be here, my heart is racing I break into a sprint. who are you, do I know you, are you walking or driving and why. I need to find out who you are so I can live in peace, I open the door walk in my room and find a note on...
