Child from Practicemy

September 20

Hey today at school was horrible. As I enter the school I went to the cafeteria. I put my books down and started heading to the line for some food. Then I was stopped by a popular kid and ask how it feels to be a loser. I put the food down and stand up. I answered what don't u tell me. Well he told the whole cafeteria the I was a gay faggot and asked him out. I stood up getting ready to punch to him in the face as a teacher came over to the table and asked what happen. Of course, he said I said I was talking crap and when he told me to stop I tried to punch him. Not even asking for my part of the story she grab me by the arm and took me to the office. The principal of course believe the teacher saying she was there to see it happen. When I asked him to look at the camera he said we only do that in fights. He gave me a 2 week suspension for trying to fight a kid and "cursing a teacher."

I had to walk home but got jumped and my books stolen and a black eye. As I enter my house my dad rushed to the door and pulled to my room and locked me in there. I looked around the room bored out of my mind. I remember that I had a new drawing book. I opened it a started drawing. I drew a winged person with a sword of ice and a shield of fire. I heard a saw start cutting a piece of the bottom of my door off. I guess my dad made a little cat door thing for my food to come through. I heard noise around the door again. I see food being pushed through. It was meatloaf with mash potatoes, green beans and a piece of a roll. I start eating it as I hear a car in the driving way. What was that? The man enter the house and started talking to my parents. I though I heard him say that some company wanted me for a special operation. The man gets back in his car and leaves. Then I heard my Mom and Dad leave the house in the truck. I look out the window to see what happened. Did they just leave me.

I have thoughts about leaving. I came up with a plan. I had $368 dollars of saved money in a shoe book underneath my bed. I would take that money, get a flash little, my drawing book,my sleeping and pillow. I open the window getting ready to leave my house forever. As I lift the window I think bout me leaving and never coming back. I put one foot out the window when I hear an alarm going off. I throw my self down my one story house. I flop on the ground. I ran across the yard. I look back as cars and black vans pull into the drive way. I run faster thinking about what they are doing there and who were they. I stared walking down the street when I see a motel. I gave the man a $50 dollar bill and went to my room. I had three days to get more money and a better place to hide. Well I guess this is good night.