the real battle

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2 months later.....

I had finally been released from my casts . My dad also thought I lost enough weight to have the metal removed from my mouth. It was hard to talk and they deemed me mute from the damage to my voice box but I was simply choosing not to talk. Once I was sure I was clear and my grades high I decided today was the day and opened the suede journal turning to page two.
Ahyoung casanova,

Im glad youve finally healed from your injury and want to continue on the next ten pages are beginner exercise regimes and diets. You can gave fat fays as needed and there are additional exercuses for those days.Rember it is your choice to change who you are. Once you can fo the entire workout without breaking a sweat you can turn to the next chapter.I wish you luck on your journey always, cosmo.

With shaking hands I reviewed the siet plan and the exercises and laughed. These people were fucking nuts so I threw the spiral in my backpack. Ficusinh back on my homework. I was done with eberything except art which was to draw my family portrait how I saw people . The image was set in a forest and I drew my mother blue like a ghost there but barely. My sisters were red and orange ther with a hint if evil I drew my sister laura like a snake. My sister sarah like a vulture waiting to pick up the leftovers. I picked up the green pencil laat making my brother a globe with eyes and smear as he traveled the world trying to find himself. I drew myself as a beat up toddler. Old enough ti care for myself but beaten by even my family that was there to help. The last kne was of my father. Again the black red and orange. But before the pen could touch the paper my dor burst open.

There stiod my father with papers in his hand my medical bills."you cost me a fucking fortune and I refuse to spend another ficking penny if tou want to eat and wear clothes I suggest you get a fucking job." He said slamming the door. I was pissed and once I finished his devil look I went back to the book and with a new determination I started the hime work out regime. I was going to do this if it killed me. The next day I woke up with a new ideal in my head no kne cared if I lived ir died but me. Something in me had been dyung and something about my fathers words killed the remenants of my heart. Once I got to school my face became a naak and I paid attention to know one as I focused on my classes. Lunch hour was spent on the tracks.My small legs butned as I walked the track slow steps I reminded myself.
As school wound down. I routed out the longest was home.It was a five mile tear jerker but with my homework done and no backpack I made the walk. It took me 2 hours but I made my way into my room dead in my feet. I went downstairs to eat but my father shoved me to the dloor."I didnt see you pay for any groceries " he yelled. I nodded and went up to my room and pulled at my laptop. I would never get stringer if I didnt eat so I created a resume if hope and placed it in monster before applying for some local jobs.

With a cold shower I headed off to bed angry at myself for not remembering to not feel. The next morning was the short walk to school and again time on the track but I used free lunch to aff some protein and water to my bidy before my next class. My body was burning slightly but I knew it was up to me to pish myself it was now or never. As school dwimdled down I still had some art himework so I took it with me as I headed into the city to look for a job. The only plis to N.Y. Life was the abundance of places to apply. By 9 I was losing my nerve until I determined this would be my last attempt. The ice rink was hime to the new york rangers and they were looking for a runner for home games and relations. I was completely untrained and unworthy but I wanted it.

There were 40 people there as I filled out the application and handed it in. The people were comming out fast and my eyes bulged as they were each leaving quickly. I was nervous but I knew this job was my last chance. I looked iver at tge woman.she nodded and crooked her finger at me.I slowly walked over to her nervous as she leaned down to my ear."in order to get the job the whole team mist approve you job pays so good there ruthless." She said and I nodded."this is the 5th set of interviews and season dont start for another month." She said again I nodded going back to my seat.Soon I was the last one left and I was a nervous freak as I walked into the locker room my hands shaking. The man were all big and looked fierce as I sat down in the center of the room. The questiins came and I shoik my head yes and no to each of their questions it wasnt intil yhe last one that had me striggling it was a big guy with vlondr hair and the darkest eyes I had ever seen."whu aernt uoi verbally answering our questions?l he said. I looked around but seeing nothing I pulled out my sketch book and pen and write down my answer. A guy stepped up and took the paper decuding to read aloud." I was in an accident last summer and got jumped . The guys beat me so bad they dammaged my vocal chords. The docs say they dont know if I'll ever speak again." He said and the players face went angry."how ild are tou kid?" One guy asked and I showed him 17 with my fingers."will your parents sign iff for away games and rime from sschool if needed?" Another guy asked. Fir some reason I felt comfortable with them so I motioned for the paper back, soand I could write."my dad hates me I need a job to eat because he has to pay my medical bills hed sign adoption papers if he could." I wrote. The blonde looked from the paper to me "your hired.." casanova I wrote. He shook his head no."nope we'll call you"tikho" he said and I smiled writing ine last time."russian word for quiet I understand it a little" I wrote. He smiled and handed me a cell phone "all our numbers are in there, mandy will give you the paperwork and set up a private account for your paycheck welcome to the rangers tikhi"he said and I nodded. I was about to leave when the blonde one whispered to each of the guys and they each janded iver some money . He tried ti gibe it to me but I shook my head no the money wasnt earned. He pulled me to stand very easily and put the money in my pocjet and made sure I was looking at him."your no good to us dead use it ti eat until your first paycheck." He said shiving me to the door. The woman who warned ke turned out to be mandy and she handed me a packet before sending everyine else home.

My smile was huge as I slid the packet in my backpack and practically skipped home.My parents were already in bed by the time I got home with my dinner and I gimished my meal then my homework and went to sleep.

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