*Jon's POV*
December 7, 2001(Jon's 16th Birthday)The alarm buzzed and I slammed my hand on it to get it to shut up. It was 6:15AM. I woke up and got out of bed; my eyes were heavy with sleep and I felt like shit. I yawned, stretched, and put on a pair of gym shorts before I wondered shirtless down the hall. Today was just like any other day. I knew my mom was still in bed, because she stayed up all night drinking with whoever she brought home for the night. My mom was a hooker to make money to support her drug addition, and my dad couldn't help us with anything because he was in jail.
I grabbed a banana off the counter and sat down on the couch to eat it. When I was done, I threw the peel away and walked back down the hall to get ready for my last day of school. Since today is my 16th birthday, I'm dropping out. My mom will never know; she's to wasted and high all the time to give a damn about me. I threw on a black Bret Hart t-shirt, a pair of faded light blue blue jeans, and my worn out brown boots.
I walked out of the house to smoke before I went to school. I lit a cigarette and took a long drag. I looked around the neighborhood and saw the same old shit; trash everywhere, broken windows, and glass from broken beer bottles lining the streets. I made a decision; I was going to get the hell out of this neighborhood as soon as I dropped out of school.
* 8 hours later*
I dropped out of school when I got there, and then threw what books I had in the trash. I was never ment for school anyway; I wasn't smart and I didn't play by anyone's rules. All I did was get into fights, and fail. I got home, packed my shit up, and scribbled a note telling my mom that I was leaving home. Not that she would care anyway, my mom didn't even tell me happy birthday. Not that I was expecting her to, in fact no one told me happy birthday.
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