Amy

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"...Amen" they all said picking up the utensils and starting to eat .
" So how is school? Heard your going to have a book fair . When is it ?" said my mother from across the table .
"Schools fine but the book fair only has books I've already read . Pretty pointless I guess . " My mom smiles at the comment . I know what she's think . The good lord blessed this family with the smartest child in that school. Thank you God . My father on the hand looked , disappointed in something . Again as usual .
" So I hear from the other parents and the teachers that the schools installing a SEX -ED class. Are you taking it ? "

" No. Not unless you say the yes ?"

"That's why I'm saying No ."  My dad was against sex . I know what your thinking . Dad ? Against sex ? I was a mistake . That was always clear and never lightly put . He had a mean face anytime he looked at me and his mint green eyes where always trying to look in a direction away from my face . I live someone who hates me. There really is no escape . My mom sits with a smile on her face which is one of the traits that I've picked up from her . Thankfully unless I'd be like my dad .  She seemed trapped however . She doesn't regret having me but feels as though she hasn't provided enough . My family was pretty middle class and being the daughter of a priest at a small church wasn't providing the family much .

" I'm going to bed . The food was great mom thank you . And thank you Jesus for blessing us with all we have . " I had grabbed my plate and washed it in the sink and ran up the to my room. I locked the door behind me and set for my pajamas and phone . No new texts or notifications . I ran the school blog by myself but the only problem was that nothing really happened . No one really told me anything so I had very little to write about . I was mainly what was for lunch sports and homework . As I went into my bed and charged my phone a sound I'd never heard before came from my phone . Ding . I received a text from Drake . He was artist . Not very muscular or tough but passionate , thoughtful , and smart . He was funny and cheerful but also had the same amount of  family problems. He channels his anger and sadness into beautiful portraits and landscapes . What was he texting me for ?

Party at my place !! Bring some friends!! Starts at 10:00 and goes 'till the sun comes up !!☀️😝 Be there !!🤘🤘

I don't know if he texted the wrong person but I replied with a k . No text back but I had automatically got down on my knees and thank Jesus for this day . How could it possibly get worse ?

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