Slowly Killing Me

Killers Just Want To Have Fun

"wake up! Someone hisses, they shake me. I groan and turn my head around to the other side. "Get ready for school" I open one tired eye to see a girl peering down at me.  "We are gonna be late" she says. "OK...Just go away so I can get dressed" I groan, rubbing my eyes. I pretend I'm getting prepared to get out of bed.

She sighs and leaves the room. I wait for a minute before shutting my eyes again. School was not something to make me get out of bed in the morning. I don't really have good reasons to get out of bed. "Y-you're  gonna be late for school"

I jolt up and face the window. "What are you doing here! I yell. "Sh...Get out of bed and go t-to school" Toby then jumps out the window. When I finally calm down my heart that was at the verge of jumping out of my chest, I get up to get ready for prison--i mean school.

I wait outside for the bus. At this time the sun looked beautiful as it rose for the morning as well.  I squint as i look up at the bright ball of light, giving a tired yawn. I rub my eyes and look across the street. The woods surrounds  my house, so I'm kinda cautious. You don't know what you could find.

I could see movements in the woods.... Probably an animal.  But my instinct told me otherwise, before I could make it out. The bus stopped to come pick me up. I glance back before I get on.

I'm the only one in the academy that rides this bus. Everybody rides on a different bus.  I sit in the back seat where a couple of jerks sit. They don't talk to me, and I don't talk to them--and Im fine with that. But as much as I want to tell them to shut up....I don't. I just sit, staring out the window as trucks look like there going backwards and we zoom by the grass.

I close my eyes and try to block out there obnoxious laughs and yelling. But I can never muffle there voices enough.

I just want them to shut up!

I squint my eyes shut and tighten my fist. I didn't want to let it go this time. They are so annoying, why can't they just shut up!

The anger made my stomach churn, I didn't know I had it in me. I finally turn around to tell them off.

... But there is nobody on the bus anymore. I look out the window to see we are at school. That was short

I get up and walk out the bus.

We have a couple of more minutes till the bell rings, so I decided to look in the library. I don't like the books in the library, they don't interest me like they use to when I was younger. But I like to look through the shelves of books anyways. 

Gothic, fantasy, scary. Boring.

I look through another section.

Harry Potter, spy, peculiar children. Read before...

I give a sigh and sit down.

Non-fiction, fiction....

I rest my head on the table and groan. A little exhausted. I try to comb my fingers through my hair, but I just remembered I forgot to brush. In matter of fact...I forgot to change my clothes.

I look down and my blood stained sweatshirt. I gasp and then run to the bathroom. I turn on the lights and shut the door, locking it behind me. I stand Infront of the mirror. "Oh no..." I take off my sweatshirt. The only thing I am wearing under is a camey. I groan, uncomfortable without something warm to wear.

It was warm out anyway, I guess I just don't like to show skin...But I'll be fine. The bell rings, telling me that our class will be starting shortly.  I use my fingers as a brush to comb down my straightened​ hair. I look at my self in the mirror and smile. I look fine...I'm pretty...