"Why am I here?" I was laying on the floor next to my bed, blade in hand, wondering how long the relieve will last this time.
My mom just came home after a whole 3 hours at the bar. This is the fifth time this week she came home and got in my face about how she regretted having me, or even meeting my dad.
I don't know who my dad is. All I know is that my mom and my dad only had a relationship for 3 months then split up and then that was when my mom found out that she was pregnant with me: Quinn Liansist . I have my moms long, wavy, black hair. I am at least 2 inches taller than my mom. My mom and I live in a 2 bedroom trailer, in Golden Gate Trailer Park, in California. We have lived here for as long as I could remember.
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I drop the blade when my buzzer goes off on my phone. It's time to go to school. I walk past my mom pasted out on the couch and grab the car keys off the key hook and lock the front door.
I am half way to school when a red Chevy truck speeds past me and i quickly stomp on the brakes because they decide to stop right in front of me. I then honk the horn out of reflex.
The driver and passenger stick their hands out of the windows and flip me off. Then they speed away, tires squealing.
It takes me a minute to register what just happened before I start going again.
It only took me 5 more minutes to get to the worst place in history of places, Golden View High.
I parked my car near the school, just for precautions. When i entered the front doors, it felt like my life was going to be much, much worse.
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What Is Love
Teen Fictionsome people just need to know that others love them, or even just see them.