On Mondays

Second

This morning, I woke up on the floor with the iPod still playing music.

I took a shower and found underwear in another drawer. I wore the same jeans but a different shirt.

My teachers kept asking me where I was the past week. I would tell them that I came to school yesterday and the whole classs would laugh and the teacher would reply that yesterday was Sunday and they would tell me to go to my seat which is infront of the class.

I tried hard to keep myself awake due to the fact that I hardly got any sleep during the night.

During lunch, I didn't have any lunch money or any lunch so, I went to the library.

I was really hungry.

I hadn't eaten anything since yesterday after school.

I was hungry and scared and confused.

I was reading a text book but my vision got blurry when tears started to form.

A tear drop fell on the book infront of me and a muffled sob escaped my lips.

The boy beside me asked if I was alright.

I told him I was fine.

He wouldn't let me be and so, I walked out of the library and sat under the stairs.

I knew he followed me.

When I looked up, I saw him through my tears.

Maybe he knows me.

I should have asked him.

After school, I went to look for a job.

In order to survive, I figured that I had to have a source of income.

I spent all afternoon and evening walking in and out of buildings.

When I was completely and utterly tired, I decided that the next step would be to walk in and kneel and beg. Which I did before noticing the sign for 'Sales girl needed'

So, I got an after school shift at the local diner.

I cried myself to sleep again but I tried the matress this time

Hello.. anyone reading this?