I stared at my empty ceiling, as if waiting for something to appear. The tooth fairy? She was surely overdue for a visit. Maybe a quick pop in from Santa? It's not like I've done a lot of stuff wrong, yet I always seem to get the blame for it.
Like today. I got a detention for saying one bad word, and the other kids got nothing. That in turn made me late for my shift at the bakery. Luckily my boss is a nice woman and she understands how much the system is messed up. Still, it's not fair that she had to deal with me being late because of one pointless detention.
Of course I was late home and my sister began worrying about me. The pocket in the left leg of my jeans felt like something wanted to burst out of it. Maybe give birth to some sort of miracle phone that I could call to find out how to solve my problems. Ugh, I don't even know any more.
Why? Why me?
Why am I the person that these things happen to?
Why not anyone else?
Ever since my parents split it's been different. Sure, my mum's not done an awful job raising us. I mean, look at Gemma. I guess I shouldn't really complain, I've got all I need, give or take any friends. Basic needs are food, water and shelter, and I've got an abundance of most of that. I don't know what I'm looking for.
...
Answers.
Regardless, I didn't think I was going to find them from studying the cracks on the ceiling.
I decided it was a night.
My eyes closed and didn't open until the morning.
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