Can He Really Save Me (puppyshipping)

Writing

"Ahhhhhhhhh" Joey proclaimed to Yugi. It was only the fourth day of school and his 7th period High Honors English class already had homework. Joey was at his locker, at the end of the school day, with Yugi.

"Well at least you already don't have math homework, cuz we all know that you hate math" Yugi said with a smile. 😊

"Yeah you right. But really, write about your most personal feeling and what memories are connected to it" Joey said not happy. Know that the 'personal feeling' was sadness. Like how was he supported to write about sadness in a school homework paper. How would he write about his dad and mom separating, not having his sister around, his dad abusing him, not having enough money to pay his dads bills every month, and how he hated himself all in the same paper. He would just have to figure it out he was in the honors class for a reason, even if he acted like he didn't care.

Joey just desided to leave as fast as he could. He had a pain in his gut from being punched the day before. He had to get to work before he got fired. So he waved bye to Yugi and ran off.

Joey works at a gas station first thing after school everyday of the week. He refills everything. Joey didn't have the money to pay for a uniform, so he got a old one that was left by someone. It was just a little to small though. Joey could complain though he had two week day jobs and one weekend job. He didn't really care anyway. It was just another easy to get out of the house. The more he could do to stay away the better. But it wasn't always the best for him, he usually came home tired to a abusive father and had to say up even longer just to get his homework done.

After the gas station, he went to "fun fazz jazz" (1) some little old jazz plase were people drank and danced. He was a server there. They were really nice to him there though and sometimes let him leave earlier than usual. But not today though.

Joey came home around 11:30 and was hoping that his dad was sleeping, but he wasn't.

"What do you think your doing coming home this late ha" he's dad yelled.

"I had to work, you know to pay the bills that yo..." Joey was interrupted by a slap to his face.

"You little. Your the young one here you pay the bills. But you shouldn't be so fucking late, you know I need you here." he said angrily and punched him right on the side of his face.

'Well looks like I'm going to wear sunglasses tomorrow' thought Joey knowing that he would have a blackeye." can't you just let me g..." he was hit again and this time he fell to the floor. He than was kick three times before he managed to get up and run to his room.

In his room he started to cry before he Even closed the door. He then sat on the floor and thought' why can't anyone just love me why am I the one how works so hard and doesn't get anything out of it. Why is my own father hurting me I'm I really that stupid to were he hates me that much. Am I the reason they split up.' thoughts like these jeep going through his mind til he gave up he got up and went to start to write in his diary though he would never tell anyone he has a dairy. He wrote about his day and everything that was wrong. Then he started to write his paper.

-   Have you ever thought about that one feeling that you have the most? Well one day I was asked what mine was and thinking through all of them I would have to say....

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Sorry about the end there.

1 -I made the name up don't make fun of me.

I hope you like this story in the end right now is sad though. I'm really trying through if I did anything wrong please tell me I won't to be a good writer.

Is he actually goting to write about sadness?

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