The Lost Boy

Chapter One

Ugh I hate those kids. They always know just how to push my buttons to make me mad. I wish I could kill them. And I would if it wasn't illegal. Ya know what? I think I will anyway. Once I got home I burst through the door. "What's the matter sweetie?" My mom had asked. "Uh just those STUPID KIDS!! ! ! ! ! ! ! "I yelled through the house. "I will talk to the principal. Don't take it out on me though, ok?" "I'm sorry mum. I just wish those kids would just disappear ." "I understand. I'll talk to the principal." "Ok." Why had I screamed at my mom? I should be screaming those kids. But I doubt they would give a crap. They'd probably just laugh. I'm gonna do my home work and hope to forget about those nimrods. Or should I say complete and total stupid snot heads. After I did my homework mum was finished dinner. I wish dad were still alive. But he got shot last year by some idiot who was on drugs. Anyway my mom made steak,my favorite. "So" my mom started "other than the 'STUPID KIDS ' how was you're day?" I shrugged. "Well something good must've happened today." "No not really." I hate it when mom asks me about my day when I've had a bad one. "Why?" Uh. "Cuz pop quiz in almost every subject. Then those kids then I forgot my lunch today..... shall I continue?" "No. That's ok. I don't want ya feelin worse." "Thanks mum." As we continued eating, I could've sworn that there was a breeze. "Mom I thought I felt a little breeze." "Oops I must've left the window open. Sorry." "It's ok." I mumbled. It was shower then bed. Bed........ YES FINALLY! I woke at about three thirty. I stayed up and read for a while then went back to sleep.