Her purple lipstick

Me

(Fake all I'm just creating a story this is all fake)

Just woke up with my phone on charger with 0 messeges. As I was trying to grab my phone my mom barged in shouting that I'm late. I jumped out of my bed and started to run around the house. It was first day of going back to school from the summer break. I was so nervous because I didn't have any friends. I wasn't the straight A's student my grades were about B,C+,B- and something like that. I am an addict. At the morning I get up and wear something that I find on my chair from maybe a month old. Then I went to the bathroom and then I smoked or snored something that I have in my pocket. Put on sunlasses and ran to my moms car. As I did that I arrived at my school sat in my corner and looked at one thing until I hear the bell. I went to mathematics lesson today and slept there my teacher didn't notice me sleepin' and thank god because that would be maybe third or fourth time sleeping in her class this week. After mathematics I hear the bell and woke up and started walking when I heard my classmates talking about me. I'm used to it but this time one sentence made my so angry. That sentence was:
- Oh look the addict is here. Boo. Bro be carefull she's going to break you like a drug and snore you.  HahahahA.
I got so angry that I slapped one of them and that boy's nose started to bleed. Guess what happened next. I got detention. And the worst part that today at detention were Mr. Tatelvis. He's the weirdest teacher everyone has ever met. Then I needed to write two full papers of our school rules. Then I finnaly got home but there was worse then Mr. Tatelvis. My mom. She was waiting for me to talk about today's situation. I acted that I didn't saw her and went straight to my room. Locked my door and when my mom came and said:
- Sweetie I just want to talk. Please open the door.
She talked with a soft voice but I understood what was going on and I didn't let her in because 5 minutes later she was screaming at me that if I won't open the door she will kick me out the house. Then I opened the door and she started to scream at me more then before and started to say that she's going to ground me. Then she got mad at me for ignoring her so she started to hit me and then I spoke.
- Stop! It's harder then you think! Do you want to be in my position?! No you don't! You just live your "pinterest white mom life"! Stfu and go away I'm still trying. You need to be happy that I still didn't killed my self. Just. Just go away!
- You know what?
- What mom. What will you do now?!
- I-I'm sorry
- If you're really sorry why won't you leave me alone?
- Okay sweetie. I-I'm really sorry for what I said. Will you forgive me?
- No mom I won't. You need to understand that things are worse than it looks.
- Okay sweetie I'm leaving if you need something just tell me. Okay?
- Okay okay. Now leave.
- Okay
You all may think:
- Hmm you're being too rude to your mom.
No I'm not you don't know the full story of my life so talk later when I tell everything about my life.
Ok back to the story.
When my mom left I ran to my door and locked myself in grabbed my headphones sat next to may door grabbed a book a bag from my pocket with pills a card and a dollar. Snorred the dust and sat there crying. I talked with myself and started promising myself again that I won't do drugs. Then when I got a bit better I got up from the floor and went to the bed and took a nap. I woke up it was 8pm I still needed to do my homework till tomorrow. I stood up and I almost fainted. But I realized that couldn't walk straight so I called my mom she came and I asked can I not go to school because I don't feel sick. She agreed but said that this is the last time in this week. She then asked:
- Do you want to eat?
- No thanks
- Really you look very pale and hungry
- Yeah thanks for asking
She then left and I then understood why I coudn't walk because I didn't ate today and did drugs. But what will I do now I just said to her that I don't want to eat and if I did said that I want to eat so I couldn't walk to the kitchen and she would be concerned and drug test me. So that won't be good and the worst part I don't have anything to eat in my room. Not even an apple. Nothing and I didn't have anything to drink too. Oh shit I was in a lot of trouble. I tried to walk again but my legs just said No thanks we are not moving. Shit shit shit. What will I do. If I won't eat anything I won't move and start vomiting. What will I do...