This is one of my top songs at the moment. Sk8er boi by Avril Lavinge.
SKYE POV ( point of view )
I barely slept last night but got a few hours in. As I hop our of bed a searing pain goes through my spine and I let out a yelp of pain.
Yesterday I came back 5 minutes late from school because my teacher had held me back talking about college and my talent for art. So he, my father, had took it upon himself to teach me a lesson.
I hear my father's thundering steps coming toward my room. "Get the hell out of bed this instant, you ulgy cow." He barges into my plain room. He starts to walk over to me, I look down at the floor, I am not allowed to look him in the eyes or anyone else because I am below them.
His hand is at my throat as I am gasping for breath at his sudden movement he states, "Tell anyone about what happen in this house, you will have no food for an entire week." Tightening his hold on my throat he yells in my ear."Got it."
I just nod my head. "Words, you ungrateful brat," he says tightening his hold further. "Yes, sir." He finally let's go of his grasp of my throat and says "Good now make us breakfast."
