who tells your story // lin-manuel miranda

two

"I don't want to leave," I say trying to convince this pant suit lady.

"I know sweetie, I know. But it's not safe here." Pant suit lady says apologetically.

"Don't make me leave. Please......"

I am awoken from my nightmare. Another day in a life I did not want. Another day that is the same as the last. When will this end? Three more months, i can do this.

My daily routine is the same. Get up, get ready, make breakfast and hope there's food for me then I leave. It's nice that it's a daily thing that i can get used to but it gets boring after a while. I never get to wake up to the smell of breakfast nor am i greeted when i wake up. I miss that. But this is my life now and i know that i can't go back in time to change that. I didn't realize that i was deep in my thoughts when i smelt something burning.

"Shit!" I cuss. "No no no no," I say as i shove the pan in the sink and start waving a cloth to try and make sure the smoke alarm doesn't go off. I already have one strike i don't want another one. Thankfully it doesn't go off and i let out a sigh of relief. Safe.

I finish the eggs and start the bacon. While the bacon is cooking, i start to clean the pan to get rid of the evidence that i screwed up. I set everything down at the table and leave just as they're coming down the stairs, once again.

The walk to school was even worse than the last. I pick up my pace and start to sing to myself since there is no one around. "The ten dollar, founding father without a father got a lot farther by working a lot harder by being a lot smarter by self starter by fourteen they-," I am pushed and i fall on the hard cement. "Oh no!! i'm so sorry- Hey you're coffee shop girl... the one i knocked down...," he says very fast. "And you're the man who was in a hurry yesterday," I try not to sound sarcastic but i guess that's what comes out. "Oh man i'm so sorry i keep doing this to you. I really need to watch where i'm going." Yeah you do, I think.

"I'm sorry but i have to dash off again. I will try and keep my head up so i know where i'm going from now on!!" He shouts as he runs to his destination; his ponytail swaying in the wind. Man this guy talks fast, and i never got his name.

I get up and continue walking ignoring the pain. I've been abused so many times in other homes that it doesn't affect me anymore. Thankfully they don't do that to me. I can handle being starved more than i can handle being beaten.

I start singing again as i make my way to school. Singing is the only thing that calms me down. Singing is my thing, yenno. Like everyone has their "thing", it can be something they enjoy or something they're good at. Singing is the one love i have left in my life. Like i said before, i have no one.

School beckons me as i approach the front doors and once again i walk fast to my locker so i can warm up my body.The bells finally rings and trek my way to math. I still don't like it but i have to keep up my A.

The day is just like any other day at school. I learn then the bell rings for my next class, learn some more then a 15 min break, class, lunch and finally last class of the day. But usually school is the best part of my day since i'm away from their house. Anything is better than their house.

The last class arrives quicker than usual and I walk in the class and notice that our teacher isn't here and everyone is going crazy. The sub is trying to get everyone to calm down but continues to fail. About 15 minutes in i hear her yelling.

"THATS IT! IM DONE WITH THIS CLASS. DO WHAT YOU WANT YOUR TEACHER CAN DEAL WITH YOU TOMORROW BECAUSE I SURE AS HELL AM NOT TODAY."

Whoa. This is never happened before. I don't know what to do now. I have nothing to learn and everyone is just fooling around. I saw some kids leave and i decided to join them. This is so unlike me but i mean i can take a break before i go back to them.