Today has probably been then worst day. Not since I moved here, since I was born mostly. My parents fight, and my parents drink. I can do nothing about it. If they are both sober they will deny it, if one of them are sober they will dodge so I won't get hit, if they are both drunk, I on,y come out if I have a death wish. None of this I can handle, I tried running away, they find me. Not like they care, why would they? They have a daughter who they don't like, who they think is a complete and utter slut, and want nothing to do with. Yet they pull this "oh, my goodness! My daughter is safe and I love her so much" act when ever I run away and someone finds me. But no, it's not true. So back to today, we were at this Barbecue and today we weren't aloud to be like we normally are yet, they still have to fight. Ten minuets into the barbecue and everyone is staring at us, my classmates are staring and he is staring. I don't know his name, but he is gorgeous, and staring also. I couldn't take it. Why would they do this to me. Before I even know what I'm doing, I'm running, having no idea where I'm going. Then, I stop. I walk back to the house. Do they say anything? No. Have they yet? No. Do they care? No. Have they ever? No. Why? I'm just a freak.
P.S. I could have sworn i heard someone yelling after me.
[him]
I can't believe they just embarrassed her like that. Then she just ran, like she was running from a murderer or something. It was weird. It was the second time I had yelled at someone for doing something to her. I don't know what's happening. It's like it was a change of heart when she came around and I still haven't spoken to her. She is gorgeous and I haven't done anything. When she started to run, an instinct kicked in or something because I ran after her.
But why? Why would someone, her parents even, treat her like that? I mean if her parents love her, they would treat like they care. But they didn't. Just like mine. They left me. Why? Truth is, I'm just a freak.
