I am, yet again, adding another one of my real friends in the story. You know who you are!
Four minutes into our Christian studies class, i'm already bored as fuck.
"Today, with all of our 'eepods' and 'instagrams', we forget what really matters most! Love! Teamwork! Generosity! That's what out lord Jesus wanted to tell us!"
My eyes wandered over the classroom. I could see Amity and Nate having a drawing competition on their laps, the ever so admired Mitchel Cunningham nodding in agreement to ever word our dumb headed teacher is saying, and Kierah attempting to hit me in the head with a paper ball.
Kierah is hands down one of my best friends. She's got some fucked up ideas inside her head, but so do I. She's probably one of the hottest girls in our school. And unlike everyone else, she actually dresses like a sensible human and uses a responsible amount of makeup and perfume. Bluntly, she's gorgeous.
I was awakened by the force of a palm sized paper ball hitting my head. Opening it, it read "I want some bread sticks"
Rolling my eyes, I wrote back, "I feel like nachos, 7 eleven after school?" And chucked it at her forehead
"FUCK YEAH" she mouthed to me, performing an air guitar solo under her desk.
"Today, our society is so used to following the crowd. We need to learn how to stick up for our lord Jesus. All those feminists and gay pride parades honestly make my stomach sick. The lord has told us what must be done, so we must FOLLOW"
"I can't take this much longer," I mouthed to Kierah, who was secretly applying lipgloss behind her text book
"Neither" she mouthed through rolled eyes, rubbing her foundation all over her cheeks as she yawned drastically.
After class, I practically paraded down the hall. Thanking the Gods in the sky for freeing me from that torcher facility.
"Dad i'm home!" I screamed, dropping my bag beside the door. Walking into the kitchen, I saw dad grasping a framed news report in his hands.
"Nine years... It's the anniversary," choked Dad, tightening his grip on the framed news report, "She's out there somewhere..."
In a flash, I instantly knew what it was. The news report had a big title MICHIGAN MOTHER GONE MISSING.
Tears sprung into my eyes like flames. The worst part of the ideal was not ever knowing where she was or where she went.
I never lost faith, though. Like my dad said, she's out there somewhere.
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A Pheonix
Fiksi UmumI am Pheonix. I am a 17 year old girl with many different views on life. But I am happy. I have a family, a best friend, and a home. I have everything I need. That is my life But life isn't always fair. It isn't perfect, And I am no exception. Many...
