Nothing but silence as I sit in my room, on Facebook, being called names. On my own page, nobody cares how I feel. Nobody even likes me enough to have some respect for me, I know they have problems going at home but why do they have to sabotage mine. There's this one girl, Beanca who constantly bitches about everything I do. This is my life, as a 15 year old teenager. I have 2 sisters, an alcoholic mother, and a careless father. My two sisters, Keisha and Tara, really don't pay attention to what life their in. I get up off my chair, and go take a shower, as I strip my clothes off I struggle to turn on the water, then it hit me, the bills weren't payed. I smelled like mushrooms from the food fight at school, people throwing all they had with them at me. I barely had clothes. I just changed into my pajamas and went to bed.
The next day I wake up to find my mother laying right next to me, I didn't know. I am a deep sleeper. How the hell was I supposed to know that she was going to bring her drunk ass in here. But I ignored her, let her have the rest she needs. I go in to my closet and pick out a jumper and a t-shirt. I get some dirty sneakers from the food fight and get dressed. My hair is curly. So its hard to brush. I share a tooth brush with Tara, but I refuse to use it, so now my teeth look like butter. I go downstairs and find everyone eating breakfast. Pancakes, scrambled eggs, orange juice, and sausage on the side. I asked my dad if he had any left overs, because he usually gives me something that is a size of a quarter. "Go clean your glasses" He usually says that when he wants to do something sneaky. So I go do as he says but peak over the stair rail.
As I watch him, he spits in my eggs and mixes it up, then he takes my orange juice and pour hot sauce in it. I get so pissed I got upstairs and closed the bathroom door, like I'm in the bathroom but I'm really outside of it. I open and close it then go back downstairs. " Okay here's your breakfast " says my dad. " Oh um, I'm not hungry. " My dad put on his angry look and pushes me towards the pantry door holding my shoulder. " You are going to eat this fucking food now " I was so angry. " NO I SEE HOW MUCH YOU DON'T CARE ABOUT ME, YOUR GOING TO GIVE ME A QUARTER MEAL AND THEN SPIT AND POUR HOT SAUCE IN IT " I screamed, I flicked him off, and slapped him hard across his face, grabbed my backpack, and ran to the school bus stop.
As I ran I hear my dad say " When you get home watch. " As I step on the school bus I go to to my regular seat #19. Like always everyone is throwing paper balls at me and at each other, but I just ignore it. We stop at Beanca's house. She gets on the bus, and I duck. I don't want any problems with her not today. She sits in her seat #17 she sees me. " Oh look at who's on the bus! "
" Shut the hell up bitch your just jealous " I said.
"Ahah jealous of what your ding-a-ling?!"
"You do need to shut up because your the one who has huge man hands. Looks like theres crap waiting to explode. It probably formed from the way you dig in your ass, when your panties are out of place. "
* LAUREN BLACKSOUT *
