Chapter 3:
Jane likes to push me down a lot. Especially at school. She likes to hear the loud thud when I hit the floor. She told me it makes me popular. I just nod. But one time I fell too hard. She kicked me down the stairs. I knew as soon as she kicked me it would be a terrible fall. The impact cracked 2 of my ribs and shattered my right leg bone. Jane said she would kill me if anyone found out she did it. So people assumed I fell. But I didn't. I wrote a song called Impact. But I ripped it up afterwards. Ms. Angeline assigned Jane to take care of me. But Jane did no such thing. Again she threatened my life. Some days Jane was okay. Those were the days she took her meds. Those were the days she would give me chicken broth and not call me names using profanity. Sometimes she didn't take her meds for weeks. That was when she would tell me I didn't deserve to live and I deserved any pain that came my way. I like the good days.
