Shit that happens
You always think that life can’t possibly get any worse, you feel like you can’t do anything to help yourself. Well here is a story that might give you some faith in humanity in the end. This is not some fairy tale where everything is ended with a happily ever after, it is a story of reality what really goes on in peoples mind not what the film maker always wants or expects to happen.
Every morning I am woke up with an unpleasant sound, the sound of a fire truck a police car or an ambulance, But each sound means death for someone tears and pain for many. Not a sound that I like to wake up to it always makes me die a little inside knowing someone died and I am saved.
Everyone has that daily routine, mine is probly very similar as yours. Wake up dread that it is seven am already, and crawl out of bed like a slug. Feeling repulsive just wanting to take a shower to feel human instead of a slimy gross slug. After I sit on my bed pondering if I should remain a slug and go back to bed I go to take a shower. I get in the shower and I let the water stream down my face onto my body and everything seems to be blocked out, I am able to think about everything regardless if they have any meaning or not.
After taking a shower I think ‘’Alight, I am going to eat a cow now, feels like I have been in a deep slumber without any food for years.’’ A gross exaggeration indeed but this is what I feel after my sleep. I scavenge for food in the kitchen, and as I look in one cobored and see nothing appetizing I usually toast myself some bread but if I do see something that tickles my fancy it’s usually cereal not that much of a variety in the morning but it’s food so I could care less.
Waiting for the bus is something I always dread it’s always so dark in the morning and I live in a big city that I don’t trust at all I don’t feel safe even waiting for 5 minutes for my bus the same thought runs through my head ‘’someone could be lurking in the dark waiting to kill me, and those same sounds I wake up to could be for me.’’ I kick at the asphalt as I wait for my bus until I see it’s flashing lights pull up to take me to my school.
As I get on the bus I look for an empty seat or I sit with Sarah she’s about the only person that will talk to me, I’m not sure why she does even but she does. I look and see her sitting there looking out the window dazed I walk closer to her seat and as I do she smiles at me and yells ‘’JENNY COME SIT WITH ME!’’ as she pats the empty spot beside her. Sarah is one of those people who are just too happy in the morning she always is smiling it’s not a bad thing to always smile but, how can she at such an early hour.
After 15 minutes of listening to Sarah talk, we finally reached our destination. I step off the bus and say goodbye to Sarah because we don’t share the same classes, it sure would be nice to have her in my class, not that I listen to what she says but it’s nice just hearing her talk to me.
I often drift off in class, even though I know what the teacher is saying is very important I can’t force myself to listen when they talk it’s just so dry and boring, it’s as if they are telling me about the war over and over again. When I drift off I think of the most idiotic things, like what would it be like to be a tree, what if I randomly announced my fake pregnancy to the teacher. Stupid things if a sane mind could read mine they would become insane with just a one thought when they entered my head.
When the lunch bell rings I am filled with joy, I get to eat like a fat person and no one can say anything because they all do it too. I try and find Sarah it does not take long she usually finds me first. We sit at the park bench every day and eat our lunch. She was talking as usual but this time I was paying attention a good thing too, because she asked me a question. She asked me ‘’Oh hey Jenny I was wondering if you would like to come spend the weekend with me my parents and I are going to the mountains to ski, and they said I could bring a friend. I choose you.’’
