I hate you Skylar . "Skylar
can you stand up for the class and share your drawing please." "Um... okay here it is."
As I stood up it felt like needles stabbing me in the back as I wait for the laughter and humiliation to come but instead it was dead shock. It was like a radioactive shockwave had hit everyone. "That is very impressive Skylar, now who wants to be next." "I'd like to be next!" This was Luke King, don't tell anyone I kinda like him. His picture was a snake holding a rose and a girl that looked like me in the snakes mouth, it looked...... Well ...... BEAUTIFUL . For once I felt like someone cared for me because my parents absolutely hate me. That night as I laid in bed my parents fought and fought verbally and my father shouted" I hate you Skylar!!" I jumped off my bed and ran to my friends house and my parents didn't try to stop me. I ran and ran and ran, it felt like I was trying to run with chains holding me back.
"Mrs.Weldon are you home Mrs.Weldon !" I stood at the door finally an answer. Without hesitation I run up stairs to see Hannah. She was sitting in her room listing to pop music eating pizza and a Coke." What's wrong." She shouts. I turn the music off. As I sit on her bed in tears telling her what had happened she insists that I move in with her." Yeah, you can sleep in the attic, its got a lot of room for your stuff and with a little bit of work it'll look brand new, what do you say!"
