Gets better

Chapter 1: Just the start

I woke up by my family screaming at me, like most mornings. Even if i didn't do anything wrong, I still got blamed. Sometimes I don't sleep because it get's so bad. All I can ever do Is think, why me? Why do my parents, and brother choose me to blame? I guess it's because i'm the youngest and can't do anything about it.

''Selena, come in this kitchen right now young lady!" My mom yelled at me. ''Uhh-yes ma'm?" I quietly said as her eyes nearly bursted out of her head. ''You think this is funny? Well I don't! I have just about had it with you!'' My mother viciously screamed in my face. ''It wasn't me! I didn't do it! I promis!'' I said in fright and anger. I just saw my brother laughing and giggling in the corner. All I can think of right now is him. I know it was him...he is the one who just poured his smothie over everything humanly possible in the kitchen, I was thinking to myself. ''It wasn't -!'' My mom had stoped me right there and then. ''Is that an attitude you are giving me? Now, I suggest you clean this up right now! Unless of course, you want to sleep in the yard tonight. "You're right. I'm sorry.'' That's all I could say. When she threatens to make me sleep in the yard, she means it. The only thing that I like about that filthy, duscusting place is my dog, Poncho. He is black, with a touch of brown. Brown eyes, long claws. He is the only thing I have good in my life.

Back in my room. I can't believe they accually think this was me! Well, Comming from them I can. I hate my life. All I am to them is the big family target. It's like all they think is about is themself! They never care that I have feelings too. ''Hmmm, what should I read today? A mystery, fantasy, or a romance novel.'' I said out loud to myself. *knock kncok* ''Pssst, Selena, wach'a doing''? My best friend Lola just knocked on my window. ''Lola, are you crazy!? What are you doing here? You better get out of here before you get in trouble too! I can risk that for the eather of us.'' I just said scared out of my mind. ''Selena, relax! Everything is going to be okay. I just came to see you. I figured that you could use some company.'' She just said in a laughing matter. ''That's really sweet, but I think I am just going to stic to the books tonight.'' I just with mixed emotions. Lola got the last word. ''Alright, have fun with that. See you tomorrow or something.'' I was happy that Lola came, but I think I will just stay in here all night so I won't get yelled at. But she has always been here for me. I feel kind of bad hiding my secret from her. My parents want to move to Califnoria. I accualy think that they are planning something to dump me here on the side of the road or something crazy like that. Maybe I'm just parinoied. I would sleep, but it is only 3:00 pm. ''What to do, what to do'' I said another thought out loud. ''Maybe I will-'' My father had just interupted me. He burst down the door. ''Who in the world are you talking to?! I can here you all the way from the hallway! Who was in here, Huh?'' My dad yelled in anger and panic. ''Nobody, I promis! I was just talking to myself, like I do. I'm sorry, you want here me again.'' I can't belive I just said that. Of course I didn't mean any of it.

I kept waking up, over and over again. I can't figure out why I do that. Just scared my dad is going to trap me somewhere again I guess. I looked at the clock, It was 5:00 am. I wasn't tired, so I just stayed up the rest of the day. I'm glad my parents didn't find out. I would be dead meat, they would have thought That I snuck in the kitchen again and have done something. I don't understand why they would think it was me. All they think of me is some worthless idiot. But i could never hurt anyone, that is why I never have gotton my brother Steve back. One day I will though.......Just one day! I slowly walked into the kitchen. There my mom was, watching tv and painting her nails. I swear she was chewing her gum so loud, Canada can hear her. I said quietly and politly ''Um, Mom?'' She replied. But not in a way you would want to hear. ''WHAT? Can't you see i'm busy? I'm watching my favorite Tv show and you know that! So what do you want you worthless twit?!'' She was watching her favorite tv show, the millionare. It was some stupid gameshow. ''If you want something, go get a job aned buy something yourself! What am I, your waitress?'' I wish my mom would be like most and accually cook me meals. All I want for my birthday is caring parents who love me nomatter what I do. While other 11 year old were asking for new flat screens, or a game systom, or whatever it was. I just wish I could run away where nobody could find me. But how could I leave Poncho? Maybe I could take him with. That shounds like a real dream come true.

It is bad enugh with just my mom here. It is so bad with all my family here sometimes I wish I i'm not here. I try to get past the fact that my all my family hates me. Not just my parents and brother, my grandparents, aunts, uncles. And whatever is left. But I try not to think about that to much. It's been a hour, and All I have done is just sit here and think. So, now it's 6:00 am. I am just going to calm down and do what makes my life worth living. Books. The most amazing thing in the world. I just finished The wizard of oz. Now I am reading the guy.

I turned my head and looked at the clock. What? 10 am? I have been reading for 4 hours? *ring ring* My phone vibrated and rang to the catching song. It took me a minitue to answer because I was so into my ringtone. Most people have a touch screen, but I have just a old phone with a intina. It was Lola! Im so glad to hear from her. I really can use someone who is here for me right now. Our conversasion was about 20 minitues. Any longer, and mom would have been so mad she would have thrown me in the yard, or worse. She barly lets me use it at all. Once a week. Anyway, she had just called to ask if I wanted to do something in two days. I can't wait that long, But that is the closest I can get. I try to see her anytime possible. Oh great, I have to convience mom and dad. Although they are usallyhappy to get rid of me as long as possible. About a year ago, my hole family went to a trip to Hawaii, and they dropped me off at the worst baby sitters of all. Mrs.Riley. She isn't married, and never has been so I don't see why she tell us to call her ''mrs.''. She said it makes her feel younger or something. She is the most cruel, aful lady in this hole planet. Other then my mom. Well, now that I think about it, there both about the same.