Deep Into My Fantasy

Chapter 1: Hell's Playground

DREAM: I wake up to the smell of a scrumptious sweet aroma which must be my breakfast. I turn to the side only to see two slices of French toast with some cheesy scrambled eggs beside them in a decretive beige-colored plate. And near was the beverage, my personal favorite, orange juice. I reach my arm over to get it but before I could....
     REALITY: Dun! Dun! Dun! I shift over causing me to fall on the floor. I groan in pain and annoyance. Then I get up to turn off my dream-disturbing alarm clock, noticing that it was 7:00 a.m and time to get ready for Hell's Playground (school). I take one step forward, the wooden floor creaks. As I take another step a gray furry mouse jumps over my foot and runs into the small hole in my dull yellow painted wall. It doesn't surprise me. All types of creatures and insects enter here through the old abandoned house next door. That's right, I live in row houses. Each house two stories high painted with a dull non-exciting colors. Most of them have paint chipped off and cracks along the walls. They all require some heavy maintenance, including the house I live in.    I snap out of my thoughts to notice that time is accelerating quickly. I run in the bath room quickly undress, turn on the shower, then jump in. The hot water runs against my body. I look down only to see the scars on my stomach that I made many years ago. I can't believe I really thought that would help the pain lessen. Gosh I was so naive. But then again I was only ten years old at the time, I was alone and confused. But I'm different now. I mean I'm still alone but no longer confused, I'm 14 now, and I've got a pretty good darn idea of how the world is. Sinister. That's the perfect word to describe it. Now I know that God didn't plan for the world to become this. It's the inhabitants who've made it this way.... I sigh and grab my rag, the soap, and rub then against each other creating friction. The I  slowly rub the rag against my body and face. I step towards the running water letting the soap slide off off me. I turn the shower off and grab the violet colored towel, step out of the shower, then dry myself off. I begin to brush music horrible teeth.   Two minutes later I finished. I looked in the mirror and saw a girl... A broken girl. With caramel golden skin and deep chocolate brown eyes. I felt something warm roll down from my eyes. It was a year. I've been through so much. My father constantly telling me how worthless I am on a daily basis. Calling me a fat pig, dirty, trifling even though I take care of my self and am not overweight. He's calls me so many things that are beyond disrespectful that one could never think of to call someone. And my mother.... I'm wasting too much time I have to get to HP ( Hell's Playground). Now don't get me wrong I'm not exactly in a rush to go there, but I know if I'm late my parents will just see it as another excuse to beat on me. I don't understand but they somehow find satisfaction from abusing me. I guess it's stress relieving for them. It's sad, right? I quickly run to my room and throw on some black baggy clothes. I grab my book bag and leave.    I'm almost at my destination. Suddenly I get a weird feeling in my gut. I turn my head right only to see a group of mean coming towards me. They have crooked teeth and dirty clothes. "Hey toots!, Wait up!" One of them yelled. My legs started working by themselves because I started running like there was no tomorrow... I was never so happy to see my school, or as I called it Hell's Playground....

Hey, sorry I haven't updated in a while I've been chilling watching Netflix and stuff because well... It's Summer! But anyway these chapters are really long so I have to update in parts. Part Two of this chapter will be updated Shortly. Thanks for reading :)