I wake up to The sounds of birds and Loud yelling from the house over. I hurry to get my things before they see me on this porch. I walk Onto the busstop and See that it is 7:35 also its saturday. I take a long deep breath and begin to walk home.
When I come in the house its quiet and dark I go straight to my room and shut my door , I began to look at my collection of bruises I have My lip swollen , busted ..my eye has a cut above it But yet getting chased and beat up everyday kinda became a thing for them when they were bored i guess.
My stomach started growling , I clutched my stomach and headed for the kitchen. The kitchen was dark and cold I opened the refigerator only to see milk , rotten meat , stale bread and eggs. My mother never really goes to the market shes always in her room but I dont know why. When she comes out shes slow and her words her slowed ..she nods out all the time but I used to just think she was really sleepy but Now i know what she does And I really can care less.
I fried me some eggs and put the bread in the pan since we have no toaster. I scarfed the eggs down so fast they felt good and hot going down my throat. I havent ate since my lip went down. I warmed some water drank it like it was tea..
During my meal I heard a knock on my door ..Which was strange everybody usually Calls first before coming over."Tyler ! ...Tyler!" I heard someone yelling my name ..And was banging Harder each time. I crawled in the corner and stared at the door my breathing becoming more heavy , My palms becoming Sweaty..Was it them ? how did the girls find out where I stay ? and why Did they want to fight me so much.
a big lump formed in my throat , Bang Bang Bang!! Its Miranda Open up Tyler ! please.
I got up slowly and peeped out the peephole , I took a deep breath and let her in. "About time , I thought I would be banging all day" she said taking a seat.
Miranda was tall With long bushy Brown hair that she barely brushed. She had dark Brown eyes and Plump pink lips. I first met her at lunch one day. we both had the same lunchbox and from there We began talking.
"Sorry" I..I had earphones in" I lied.
What did you come here for ?
Miranda looked at her muddy converses and Fiddled her Fingers "Ahhh I was at my grannys house on the block where Amanda lives , and I over heard her talking about what happened last night. They say you ran off and How bad you Were scared"
I looked out the window and remembered the Fear I felt , my old thin shoes hitting the ground feeling each rock I ran on , Pieces of glass stick to my foot like Pop rocks but I dont care I cant let them catch me."Sooo Why do you let them run over you ?" miranda said interupting my thoughts.
I scratch my arm , Flinching forgetting my bruise was right there. "Um i dont know Just Not a fighter" I say Low..
"Wow Tyler , You really need help ..I'll just see ya monday I hope....Bye" She walked out and shut the steel door. Why do I let them walk over me ? Why do I not fight back ? or call for help ? I dont know ...but Enough is enough.
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Killer Queen †
Novela Juvenil" ⓜⓤ®ⓓⓔ® Was her Middle name" Tyler is an 16 year old girl who lives in the projects with her drug addicted mother Tyler Gets bullied everyday. Girls chase her and beat her up every chance they get Until tyler begins to be obbsessed with the art...