~•|With the people that hate me|~•

...Mom??

I can't believe that she is dead. Is she no longer among us? I think it's a mistake...Will the world around me accept this? No..no..no..no., how can such a thing happen. My vision blurred when I heard the news

...I opened my eyes while realizing that it was just a dream, or maybe a nightmare...my mother's death has been haunting me for quite some time but I realized that I have to move on, not to be stupid and care about IT anymore.

She was a woman full of jealousy and hatred and I was only her adopted daughter, and that made her hate me even more... She couldn't have children but she adopted and the bad luck was mine

- while I was getting out of bed, shaking my mind of all the thoughts in which she is in them...

I look at my watch and notice it's 7:20...school starts at 9:00 and ends at 15:00. I start to make something to eat and while I wait for the food to be fried I will pack my backpack...-after 4 min- after a few moments I finished putting my things in my backpack
and I start to eat and admire the scenery outside...after I finished eating I started to go up the stairs to get dressed

I decided to wear a black blouse and some baggy pants (its the year 2010)I'm done getting dressed and doing my hair so I grab my bag and leave the house. (It's 8:32). It takes about 10 minutes to get to school, so I start walking

-I arrived at school, boring as every time. and after I put my schoolbag in the looker I started looking for my friend, Nora...I always knew where she was because we knew each other from elementary school. I climb the stairs to reach the second floor and there I see Nora

(sorry it's so short but it's night and I'm inspired (after 4 months) but I promise the next one will be even longer)