My eyes welled up with the same tears I kept from yesterday. The dread and fear which had filled my heart stole my motivation to go to school.
"Ha...school."I sighed. "More like hell!"
I kicked the edge on my already broken bed, instantly regretting it.
"Arghhhh!"I took my frustration out on my mum all the time, though I knew it's not her fault.
"What happened!?" My mum said in a worried and caring voice,"Are you okay!?"
She unexpectedly came quick as I remembered, we sleep in the same demented room every painful day.
"NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS!" I shouted as then punched my (again) already broken door pushing a frilled hole with my fist.
"What has gotten in to you?!" She exclaimed. "I am worried..."
Before I could answer I passed out on the ground, leading to a new dreadful day.
