A Tested Faith

Thursday 9/8/16: Another day in Hell

         "Beep Beep Beep, Beep Beep Beep" God just a few more minutes. I know I have to get up but do I have too, I mean I could pull a sickie. No I pulled one on Monday. Here we go, up up and away. "Lord Jesus, I scare myself every time." The mirror doesn't lie, but it just shows the out side. Could I be any more generic.
          School, why, I mean seriously why are we required to report to a place of judgement, prosecution, and crude human beings. Walking into the door is like giving your soul to the devil. Let me stop the complaining and just let me show you how bad the day really is.
          First block, math: I of course have a bottom locker which doesn't make my life anymore easier. Especially if you have the popular quarterback right above you, every time it's a class change, the whole football team is crowded around that one locker right above mine. "Excuse me can I get through here real quick." And in turn I get "Shut your gay ass up." Followed by a few dirty looks. And the whole language thing, yea that's normal. Let's get another thing straight, I am not gay, I actually like a girl at my church, but they don't care. "RINNNNNG" danget that's the bell and of course I'm late I haven't even been to my locker. At this point I'm basically running to get to class. I burst in the door, here a few giggles and snickers followed a piece of paper handed to me.
          "Detention! I can't though I have..."
          As I was rudely interrupted "These will stop when you stop being late for my class" sassily spoken by Mrs. Jones.
          So I sat down like a normal person and didn't pay one single ounce of attention. I was to busy planing different ways to murder her. 

          Next we have history, oh history what would I do with out you, a place to rest my eyes, get an occasional doodle, and every once and awhile paper ball hitting the back of my head. Today being one of those days, except today they leaned how to spell "stupid" right this time. Just in case you haven't guessed it by now, I'm not the most popular human being. In fact I would only consider myself a human being, the rest just like to make my life miserable.     

          The rest of the day was the boring and the normal name calling routing continued as normal. With a good amount of the word gay, a few "assholes", and one or two "Bitch." 

          "RINNNNNG" the last bell and today my "sister" was picking me up. Well okay she's technically not my sister but we are really close.
          "How was school" she said with a smile on her face. She knows the answer she was just trying to help.
          I came back with a generic "Good"
          "So are you ready for the trip." She said in attempts to make conversation.
          Oh no my parents are never going to let me go now that I have another detention tomorrow. But I keep my cool and came back with "Any where but here sounds great!"
          When I got home, gilt drove the words straight out of my mouth. As the words delivered themselves into my parents ears. They returned with "Again! Zach this has to stop."
          "Buts it's not my fault they're always blocking my locker." I blurted as I held in my anger as much as I could.
         Dad returned with "Stand up to them what's the worst they could do anyway."
         I so wanted to come back with "Be my size and stand up to them. Trust me it's basically suicide." Instead I just looked at the floor and shook my head.
          Mom throw the most horrific idea out into the air "Hey, maybe the only way he'll learn is if we put Hannah on the trip with him. She would love it!"
          "What the heck, no! She's not even old enough to go, she only 6." I blurted out without considering the consequences.
         "Your dad is going and the youth pastor invited her. So she's going!" She nearly screamed. At this point I don't even know who to be more mad at, my youth pastor or my mother.
          Dinner was normal. Nothing eventful happened getting ready for bed. So I just went to sleep hoping tomorrow was going to be better, considering it was my birthday.