It was a day like any other day. I'll get up do my necessities for the morning. That morning was different though. The rain was falling very heavily and my mom decide not to let me go to school. Unlike any other teenager, I was not happy cause that very day I had an assignment to do. We had an argument about it which involved some very hurtful words being said. I didn't want to show her the hurt that she cause so I started to write. This is what I wrote:
The feeling of anger overtakes me every time she say hurtful things to me. I stand there whilst she hurts he time and again. I don't understand why she hates me the way she does. Every time I look at her, I see disappointment in her eyes. She looks at me like I'm just a waste of her time. I pretend I'm happy but in not. I smile but they are fake smiles. I wipe the tears I shed to hide them from her. She makes me feel small. She brings me down to such a low level I feel to just give up. I tried talking to her bit she never listen. Sometimes I think I was born a mistake. I try my best to please her but every time I try, she brings me down again. As much as I try to tell myself that I should ignore , it's like she's screaming in my head. I feel so lonely sometimes that I try to tell her how I feel but she says that she doesn't want to hear. I hope that in a few years when I'm gone she would want to listen.
After I wrote that the rain stopped and I asked her again if I could go. she allowed me to go and I got to do my assignment for my marks to go up.
