The Girl Who Never Spoke

The Rough Day

WHAM! The door slammed shut. I slid my back down the door and sat. I listened to my mom and dad yell at eachother. I got up and sat on the bed and pulled out my notebook. I drew until I didn't hear anything. I got up and opened the door. I walked out and saw my mom crying with her head on my dads shoulder. I walked a bit closer but stopped when I herd,"KAYLA GO TO YOUR ROOM." My dads voice was really stern and loud so I listened and went to my room. It was pretty late and I had my first full day back at school because summer had just ended a few days ago. I got in bed and turned my lamp off and drifted to sleep. I woke up to the sound of shattering glass. I jumped out of bed and flung the door open. I looked and saw my dad had my mom and was choking her. I freaked out and ran and punched my dad in the back hard. He stopped and flung his arm around and next thing I knew I felt a sharp pain on my cheekbone. I started to cry but ran to the bathroom. I slammed the door and locked it. I looked in the mirror and saw a bruise on my cheekbone. I wiped my tears and went to my room. I put on a purple shirt and jean shorts and purple flip flops. I brushed my hair and straightened it. I grabbed my book bag and ran out the door. I walked down the hill to the bus stop. I waited and saw my friend Ashley from last year. She was with two other girls. She looked at me and I smiled. She gave me a dirty look and looked up and down at me. She whispered to her other friends and they all laughed. My face turned red but thankfully the bus came. I got on the bus and took a seat. After the bus stopped at the school I got up and walked through the isle. Then all of the sudden I was falling and landed on my cheek. I got up and looked behind me. I saw Ashley and the girls laughing. I ran off the bus into the school. I walked to my class and put my stuff away and sat down. I looked at everyone talking and realized I had no one to talk to. I tried to talk to people but they would either ignore me or say hold on and never talked to me. I thought,"Could this day get any worse?!" Apparently it could. When the teacher walked in she told everyone to be quiet. "My name is Mrs.Flare."she said. She sat down and taught the first class. After the first class was over we had the next class. As I walked through the hall to the class some kids ran past me and made me drop my books. All my stuff scattered the floor and I had to pick it up. By the time I picked it up I was three minutes late for class. I could already hear my next class teacher say,"My name is Mrs.Myers." I walked in the room and Mrs.Myers said,"late on the first day?! Oh my that isn't going to happen everyday is it?" Then a kid raised their hand. It was Ashley. "Yes Ashley?" Mrs.Myers said. "I think she should get detention I mean we had 3 minutes to get to class." Ashley said. I glared at Ashley and sat down. "I think that's a good idea." Mrs.Myers said with a smile. After school was over I walked to the bus. The bus was leaving and I wasn't there yet. I ran but it had already left. I walked home. After I got home I heard my mom and dad yelling again. I ran to my room and put my stuff away. I put on more comfortable clothes and closed my door. I sat down and drew. Then the door flung open and my dad walked in. He grabbed my notebook and threw it across the room ripping all the papers. I got up but he yelled "SIT DOWN YOUR GROUNDED." I was confused so I asked,"why?" My dad yelled again,"THIS IS YOUR FAULT THAT ME AND YOUR MOTHER ARE FIGHTING!" I started to tear up. I looked at him and he walked out slamming the door. I grabbed my headphones and listened to music. I thought,"this has been a rough day."