Have I ever told you how much I love to do art? In school that's my favorite class and when I'm bored or lonely at home I do art.
Well right now I'm at home with all my brothers downstairs. My mom told me I had to make up with them. I told her hell to the no bichacho, which got me grounded. But oh well, I've always wanted to say that to someone.
So as I was saying about art, I'm up in my room drawing when the doorbell downstairs goes off. After it goes off three times I finally walk down there and answer it cause apparently my brothers are to lazy.
"What do you want?"
"Well that's rude, where's Cody? He and I are supposed to hangout today,"
"Well he's in the....."
I get cut off by the devil himself, "hey babe! Sorry you had to see her ratchet face, I didn't know it was you at the door," he says to the blond bimbo who looks like a crayon gang banged her face.
My penguin zazo once told me in my dream that I'm a princess. I never believed him until I was with my dad one day. I had a dress on and we were at the park. He was spinning me around and had told me I looked even prettier than Cinderella.
I only just remembered that day cause I was thinking about running away. I was thinking about all the things and people I would miss. I know, I know. Your thinking how stupid I am for wanting to run away. Well I'm not, I hate being around these people. They don't understand me.
As I'm writing to my mom and telling her I love her, Nate comes in my room. He sees me crying and sees me writing a note. He reads it over my shoulder and just sits on my bed and he's me while I cry. The note said........
Dear Mom,
I love you with all my heart. Your the best mother anyone could ever ask for. I know your probably wondering why I'm writing this right? Well I'm running away. I can't take it here anymore. I hate being here. Dad obviously doesn't care about me, I haven't spoken to him in over a year. Yes I go to his house but I only talk to the boys. I never speak to Kathrin and I never even see dad. It's like he doesn't even want me anymore. He replaced me with four new sons. Don't get me wrong, I love my brothers but I need my dad. I sag I hate my brothers, but I could never. They all mean way to much to me. When I saw the clown in my room, I was completely terrified, almost to the point I was about to pass out. I only told them I hated them because I thought maybe, just maybe they would be nice to me after. Now we hardly even talk. It's been a WEEK! That's forever long! Even at school they don't talk to me. It kills me inside. My friends have been distant with me lately and my brothers don't even talk to me. I don't know if the boys have noticed or not but I sit alone at lunch. I feel like I'm the beast from beauty and the beast. Nobody likes me. Anyway I'm writing to tell you goodbye. I doubt I'll be gone long, all those tv shows show kids coming home like a day later, so I'm might see ya tomorrow.
Love, Kaiz
That letter legit took me two hours to write. My hand would prolly feel better amputated than what it does right now. It for really hurtz.
As I'm sitting in Nate's lap some of the other boys come in, I don't take my head off Nate's shoulder to look and see which ones until Chase asks me why I would ever think that they don't like or love me anymore. I don't even know how to answer that.....
A/N soooo sorry for the long wait! Hope you all like it!
