Beep. Beep. Beep. The sound of my alarm goes off as I remember all the reasons why my parents hate me. Today was the first day. Of Public School.
By now my parents understood that I didn't have any friends at all. I would be turning 15 in October and my parents gave up on homeschooling me. I would be going into High School and my parents found it as a perfect opportunity. Why would they think forcing me to stand between to fat senior kids at a school full of snobs is a good idea? Ever?
By now I understand that I may be the only kid my age, who hears sirens every night before I fall asleep.
