The Imperfectly Perfect

2.only just a dream

Kelsie

I walked majestically to class,ok maybe I walked a little fast,ok maybe I walked kinda fast,ok very fast.Fine! I ran,I ran to my classroom cos I was late,too late,I was helping my dad iron some clothes,ok maybe a lot.

I was all he got.

He had let go of some staff,ok wait they quit,he couldn't keep up with paying their salaries,pension and the benefits,that came with being an employee.

I woke up to pee ,then I saw the store light was on,I walked quietly and cautiously to make sure we weren't been robbed,well the only thing they were going to find were clothes and laundry stuff.

It was dad.He was ironing and folding meticulously,am sure he didn't want any complaints,it was almost like the clothes were swallowing him,they were too many.

"Hey kiddo!,you're up,did I disturb you,am so sorry sweetheart"dad said still ironing ardently.I just stared saying nothing,we had like a trailer of ironing equipments so I just picked up an iron and unfolded the ironing board and began to press...I was really tired,I actually fell asleep reading,preppping for a test, as a scholarship student I didn't get much sleep.

"Come on kiddo,go back to bed,I got this" I shook my head vigorously and corrected"no we got this".

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"Hey,African booty scratcher!".I stopped in my tracks..Lakisha was at it again.I had reported her so many times,but of course she was rich like bastardly rich and her mom was on the school board...so I got nothing just a 'we will look into it'.

I could feel my blood boiling.I could hear them laugh.I protuberated and strutted,putting my hands on my waist,turned back and said"repeat it" ooh she did"African booty scratcher"she whispered like a dare only this time her friends and she went barbaric imitating monkey sounds and pointing their fingers at me,itching and scratching...trying to make their hair like mine.

That was it!

"You little slimy slut,you nicompoop,you prick,you two timing,backstabbing sneaky two-faced crook,you dim witted nit-wit with nothing but a bleak future,epileptic nuisance with a sick twisted sense of reasoning,flibbertigibbet with the IQ of a squirrel,you insecure riff raff with nothing but air upstairs and a fish brain".I sighed deeply as my pupil dilated as I saw the fear in her eyes,she was visibly shaking.

"Uh-uhhmm...ho-how d-d-dare you"she cried "dare me,dare me and I will break your face and see what happens,x bitch"I retorted" become unknown,scoot,disappear" and there she was running of with her friends.

Then he came,he kissed me,licked my nose,then my cheek,his tongue was sooo wet,then it became faster"eewww,stop it Hero"I yelled as I pushed my big canine off me,the heavy alsatian was on me."who the hell let you in"I whinned."sorry kiddo was about to feed him"dad aka pops shouted swiftly

Hero jumped down hurriedly as I pushed him off me,I cleaned my face with the back of my hands ,but his saliva was still all over my face...so I went to my small bathroom to freshen up,then I looked into the mirror my hair was plaited into 4 long braids and oiled,I dared not leave my hair like the others to sleep cos by the morning it will be as hard as rock by the time air enters it,I smelled my castor oil and the familiar scent brought memories of my mom,how she plaited my hair and oiled it gently singing'amazing grace'with her angelic voice...one thing I was happy she left me with,her voice.

Then I remembered my dream,ofcourse it was just a dream I rolled my eyes sarcastically at the thought...I didn't confront Lakisha which was sad,but the saddest part wad that I didn't actually kiss him,what was his name again?I didn't know,the angel I bumped into with blue eyes and perfect features.

I brushed my teeth,had my bath,loosened my braids,combed it and placed an Alice band on my hair,dad was delievering clothes at school today,he was a very popular dry cleaner which made it worse for me...I once found a condom in principal korpy's pants...i giggled a little at that thought,was he cheating,that was his problem anyways.

"Sweetie its 7:30,you're gonna be late"dad voiced,"coming"I said nonchalantly,another school day,I wanted to be late...and I don't mean school late,I mean me inside a coffin late...

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I know you all most have that same ecstatic feeling I got while writing kelsie's dream....to bad for her...but could this dream turn into a reality?well keep reading.

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