Camisado

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      I have been watched all my life. That is all I know. I do not know why. I do not know how. Most of all I do not know who.

Whoever is watching is putting things in my way to try and interfere. Like the new girl in my first period class who always wants to hang out. Or the divorce that left my mother insane. Or my father that won't pay a single penny to help my mom. The more problems the more entertaining.

Today I wake up late. The watcher must of turned off my alarm to try and make me late. So I rush out of bed and throw on some clothes. I don't bother touching my hair.

Running out the door, I see my mother on the couch staring at the wall. "Goodbye mom." I whisper. "John? John. Can you please go to the store on your way home from work? Jacob finished the milk this morning while eating his cereal." She responds. John is my Dads name. He hasn't come home in 2 years. Yet she still thinks he's here. Jacob is me. I didn't even eat cereal today. Mom is stuck in her own reality. I only blame my watcher for this.

None the less, I ignore my Moms words and walk to school. I don't have any real friends. So I sit by myself during my breaks. Sometimes I listen to music other times I just think. Either way I'm alone.

I walk into my first period class. Almost  late. I take my seat. Soon I hear a high pitched squeal. Kayla. "GOOD MORNING!" She screams in my ear. "Leave me alone Kayla." I say in a unamused tone. I turn around and she pouts. "fine." She says sadly. I know it's fake. I know it's my watcher telling her to pretend to be sad. No one would actually be sad about me.

Soon lunch arrives. I don't bother getting food. I sit alone by a tree and think. Why is someone watching me? Do they take joy in my pain? Why do they make everything so hard? All these questions will never be answered until I get to know who. Who are you? Why are you watching?

The bell rings and I go to my next class. 

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