Street kid

Chapter one- The Begining

I have never come close to the perfect child. I didn't have the greatest childhood either but what I walked into that night you would have understood why. WHAT THE FUCK! I yell as I walk in to my shared room, the one I share with my drunk mother. She was shooting up and I knew it was brown. I thought you quit that shit! I yell. Umm KY what are you doing here? I thought you were going to be home tonight you just left. Says my mom. I left this morning it is eight at fucking night what have you been strung out all fucking day? My god mother you told me you quit that shit and I come home from work and you’re shooting up on my fucking bed GET THE FUCK OUT. I don't know what to do I am so pissed off I should have seen this coming. I noticed the signs she was secretive and seemed off I should have paid more attention, but I have been so busy lately. I turn around to try to leave the room and that's when my 270 pound mother staggers up and screams. You don't tell ME what to do you little bitch I gave you life I can take it away! I am a grown ass adult! What I can't have a little fun in my life, ever since you were born you have been nothing but a mistake you ruined my life! I gave up everything for you my life my fun for what a bossy bitch who thinks she can run my life!  I’ll kill you bitch! she lunges at me I try to doge her but there is just so much of her she yanks at my hair ripping out some strands of my dirty blond locks and throws me up against the wall. She has her hands around my throat I do the only thing I can I retch my arm back and swing it hits her with a crippling crunch blood flows out of her nose while she screams bloody murder and flails about on the floor.

 I can’t stop I love this feeling of her in pain because I am the one causing it. There have been too many times in my life that I hurt because of her it’s my time. I fly on top of her and just hammer her face with my fists. Luckily for her out neighbor hears it and comes running in and tries to rip me off of my wale of a mother. He succeeds for a bit, when she finally stands I can't help but to pick her up and throw her through the far wall, that's when we hear the sirens.

 I can’t help but to enjoy seeing my bitch of a mother hulled away back to jail it’s not the first time I doubt it will be the last. When the cops came my mother was standing over me beating the shit out of me and I let her I knew the cops would arrest her when they busted in and saw that. I am not going to lie I played it up and got the tears flowing too. I guess you could say I did what I had to do to get rid of her and that I am not ashamed of. I am actually quite happy with my self I feel liberated and free.