Normal days

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I don't remember when I had a nice day to wake up. I always have people yelling and glass shattering. Sometimes I'm scared to even open my eyes and see the damages.

Well today was a normal day. Alarm goes off and then I have to get ready before anyone else gets up. In my house it was three of us. My so call mom, the drug/alcoholic man my mom calls her boyfriend and then there's me.

I was thinking of actually caring about my hair but then I was like nahh I don't want to get notice a lot. I was rushing down the stairs hoping I wasn't late on making breakfast.

*flashback*

"Izabel" he screamed from the bottom of the stairs.

"Oh shit!!!! I can't believe I woke up late ." I rubbed my face. Quickly putting in my shoes and grabbing my hair in a ponytail. Once I arrived at the kitchen I can tell something bad was gonna happen.

"How many times do I have to fucken tell you. That I do not want to wake up without any fucken food in the table. " He's hand slammed on the table. He then walked up to me to hear my explanation. I was terrified that day.

" I'm sorry Andy I was doing my homework." that's when he slapped me making an imprint.

" I don't give any fucks about you. now go in there and make me food."

*flashback ends *

I quickly made some food and served some juiced and left.

I had my bike that my real dad have me. Until he got into a coma. I was riding to school. You know people complain about high school and stuff like that but I'm glad that there's high school. Because I get to be at peace for once.

Once I arrived at my class I walked in right when the minute bell rang. Then that's when he walked in nobody knows who he is. Or anything about him.

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 28, 2015 ⏰

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