Breaking Night

Breaking Night: Introduction

My name is Brinley. Brinley Parker. there isn't much to know about me. I have long thick reddish brown hair. Mainly because I have nothing to cut it with. I have green eyes and freckles. nothing special, right? I'm on the short side. I am 5 feet and 4 inches. I turn 17 in two weeks. I'm grateful for what I have. I don't have time to be ungrateful. What about my parents? Well, my father is in prison for two counts of murder and he got busted for a meth lab. He is in for life. I'm not exactly too fond of speaking about him.

My mother is a different story. She was always there for me. As a drug addict, you wouldn't think she was a good mother. You are wrong. She was more than what I could've asked for. I loved her with everything I had. She overdosed two and a half months after my 15th birthday.

I have been stuck in Detroit, Michigan all my life. I can't seem to leave either. I attend a local school. Although, they believe my parents are still alive. I have exams coming up very soon. I live on my own. On the streets...

To get my homework done, I have to do it in the hallways or on the side of the road. I don't live anywhere specifically. I move around the city close to my school.

I struggle to find food and clothes. I don't like to steal, but it just happens. I need to survive. a couple things missing won't hurt, right? Everyone has enough things anyways.  I have nothing. Don't get me wrong. I'm not complaining. All that matters is that I am alive.

Currently,  I am walking to my last class of the day. I have World History. As I look through the hallways,  I see a few people staring at me.  I feel slightly insecure under their harsh gazes. I pick up my pace to get to class. Luckily,  I make it before the bell rings.

Everyone around me are missing around all hour while I am taking pages and pages of notes. I want to get somewhere in life.  I don't want to keep struggling to live my life.  I'm going to apply for colleges in Europe. I can't stand living in America. People can be judgemental if you don't have anything. They just stare at you in disgust. I didn't ask for this.

The last bell rings signaling that school is over. Everyone except me leaves as fast as they can. I slowly walk to the door that leads to outside.  When I get out,  there's only a few people here. I sit down on a nearby bench to do my homework. I get caught up and didn't realize how long it actually took.

I get up and start walking around. I only had one thing lingering on my mind:

Will it always be like this?

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A/N♡

Sorry that it's really short.  It's just an introduction. Just to explain her life. comment if you like. Even though my friends are the only ones reading this. Maybe. I'm being awkward now so I'll just go.

~Kelcie~