Monday 8th November
6:05am
LondonHaydee
I hate mornings. I hate school. I just hate waking up.
My alarm went off 5 minutes ago but I can't bring myself to get up. I'm too exhausted and In pain! Andrew really did a number on me last night.
The longer I stayed in bed, the chances of me going back to sleep would keep going higher so I rolled over my bed...and onto the floor.
I groaned hitting my head on the floor. Man that hurts every time but atleast I'm wide awake now.
I don't hear anything downstairs which is a bit unusual. Usually my mum and Andrew are always arguing or just watching the television really loudly.
I mean by all means I'm happy they're being quiet and decided to not wake me up from my beauty sleep earlier than I had to today. Maybe they want to give me a break...HAHA THATS THE FUNNIEST THING IVE SAID ALL YEAR!!
What a joke.
Why does school have to have a uniform. Actually I'm kind of glad because I wouldn't have any presentable clothes to wear to school and you know how British kids are at school. Oh they're sooo lovely!! Note the sarcasm.
I had a quick shower before brushing my teeth and doing all that then I got changed and headed downstairs.
I looked at my body in the mirror. Disgusting.
Disgusting. Used. Broken. Bruised.
Mum was passed out of the sofa and Andrew was just sitting down and staring at the wall? Weirdo.
I looked at mum and frowned. I hate what he's turned her into. She was a bitch sure but he just made her bitchier!
"You better come home on time bitch. My friend is coming to pay you a little visit again" he sneered in a drunken state.
I nodded and rushed out the door. I don't bother trying to eat breakfast because I know they won't let me.
I definitely wasn't going to come home early. I knew which friend was coming. His friend was coming.
I walked to school within 20 minutes and got there at 7:30am.
I headed straight to form since I had nothing better to do and I didn't have any friends. I hate people.
They're all fake bitches so I don't bother talking to anyone.
"You're here early Haydee everything okay ?" Miss Adams, my form teacher said smiling at me.
I might not like people but I love her. She's so kind and she's helped me a lot throughout schools with all the other cows that go here.
"I come early or don't come at all miss" i smiled at her making her giggle.
I wish she was my mother sometimes. She always looks out for me. The fact that I do have a mother and she's at home right now passed out from drugs makes me pissed. Why can't she be like Miss Adams.
"I just have to go get some papers from the photocopier I'll be back in a few sweetie" she said before leaving me.
I put my head on the desk and close my eyes. No one comes to form as early as I do so it will only be me for a while.
I was so exhausted so I ended up dozing off until the bell rang startling me.
I sat up and watched people walking in.
After form
8:30amI had maths first lesson. Who gives someone maths first lesson on a Monday.
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