intros to a better life

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~franks p.o.v.~

This is what it leads too...this is how my life is. This is what i wake up too every morning, a nice whooping and a cup of ice. Why does everything happen to me? Who am i too not stand up for myself? It doesnt matter...ill just go in the bathroom, a few slashes wouldnt hurt...

"FRANK ANTHONY IERO, GET YOUR ASS IN THE KITCHEN, NOW!!!!" i walk into the kitchen with a quick sigh so she couldnt hear me. "Yes ma'am?" She nods "damn right its 'yes ma'am', come bring yourself here and do these damn dishes i told you to do FOUR FUCKING HOURS AGO" i let out a quick soft sigh "Sorry ma'am" she walks out the kitchen and goes to her room.

Yes, this is my life...i wish i had something better to do than stay cooped up in my mothers shitty ass apartment. I know, i know, i could practice my guitar. But that would be a waste of time, since i know everything possible, right now...its not like im in a band or anything. I clear up the dishes ass i begin to walk into my room. Im sorry did i introduce myself?

Im frank Iero, im seventeen, i get abused by my mother and im trying too find a job, just too hold me up for right now, i cant move out until im eighteen which is in October and its July. Which fucking sucks. I dont like my house at all, i wake up by the same schedule everyday,
Get up,
Throw yesterdays clothes on,
Brush my teeth,
Drink a beer,
Get yelled at,
Get slapped,
Hide in my room,
Play my guitar,
Searches for a way out of here,
I have an exciting life i know,
I dont go to school, its summer who would?
Its summer and i have ZERO friends.
Yep, great job Iero you dont socialize.

I look out the window "thats new, theres a car in the neighbors parking lot, hm, maybe i should say hi? No, i cant, ill wait, atleast until the cuts go away" i look at a teenage boy about eighteen, hes really cute...he has red hair, hes really skinny, and he has a buttoned down flannel on with black skinny jeans. "I guess i should say hi..ill have to sneak out the window" i say softly to myself. I begin too climb out my window. Thank god theres a ledge and a ladder.



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Hey i really hope you like it! Ill go on if you do, next is gerards p.o.v! Im really enjoying writing it! Let me know what you think!!!

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