The Wind Still Whistles

Chapter 1 The struggle

"KAITIE ANN" my mom screamed from the bottom of the stair case trying to wake me up for school. You see, around here, at this house everyone expects the most out of me. Like perfect grades, perfect ability to okay sports well, to be perfect at singing. I've always wanted to be a singer. Everyone's known that since forever now.

But it seems like every time I find something I'm good at, my family finds a reason I need to be better. I mean, I know I'm good at singing, my family knows I am. At least, that's what I think. Anyways, my names Kaitie Ann Star. I guess around here they take your last name seriously because everyone seems to make me feel like crap if I'm not being a star. It seems like I have no place in this world unless I'm singing.

I have perfect grades, attendance, I'm in AP classes. It's just my family thinks I need to be better. I'm always trapped at home evaluate my mom finds something else I should be practicing or studying for. I just want to break free and live, for once his once in my life.

"KAITIE ANN, GET DOWN HERE NOW YOU HAVE TO PRACTICE PLAYING PIANO BEFORE YOU LEAVE FOR SCHOOL, AND DONT FORGET YOU HAVE TO GET EXTRA CREDIT IN EVERY SINGLE CLASS POSSIBLE." Says my mom. "OH DONT I JUST LOVE PRACTICING FOR THINGS AT 5:00 AM IN THE MORNING." I yell back because I'm so exhausted. "DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND HOW IMPORTANT IT IS TO BE ON THE TOP OF THE BALL EVERYDAY OF YOUR LIFE? HOW IMPORTANT IT IS TO MAKE ME MONEY .. I MEAN MAKE YOURSELF MONEY FOR COLLAGE?" She screams back. "DID YOU JUST SAY YOUR --" "SHUT YOUR MOUTH AND GET DOWN HERE FOR YOUR PIANO LESSON" she's says as she interrupts me.

I throw my self back unto my pillow so beaten up. "NOW!" She screams again. I then drag my self out of bed and get ready. As I go to grab my book bag I look outside my window. I see a group of kids running to the bus stop laughing and smiling. Then I just wish, again, that I could be like them.

I slowly look down and shed a tear. *kaities mom slams the door open* "what did I say? Get down here, now." She says madly. I look up at her and she sees that I'm crying. She then acts like she didn't see anything and walks out of my room saying "you have 2 minutes to get down here. " I finish cleaning up my things then I grab the door handle to my door, afraid, scared of what might happen that day.

I slowly then open the door and go down the stairs acting in a rush so my mom things I was pushing myself to go faster. I sit down at the piano and started playing. I mess up on a cord because of how tired I am. I immediately looked at my mom to see if she noticed my mistake. She didn't and then I felt a big relief.

I then go to the table to eat breakfast. As I sit down my mom ALREADY started to talk to me about extracurricular classes. I then roll my eyes in such an annoyed way. Hoping, wishing, that she would realize I'm sick of it. Before she could react, my phone went off. It was my best friend, Matthew. Matthew King. Him and I grew up together, his parents died in a car accident. He was in the car but was the only one that lived.

With him only being 12 months old he doesn't remember anything. Now, were both 15. Born one day after each other. January 29th is my birthday the 28th is his. Anyways, his text read " The buss is here, come on before you miss it." I looked at my mom, and said I have to go. I don't wanna miss all those AP classes I have" I say as I glare at her and shut the door behind me.

I see Matt pointing at me through the bus window telling the bus driver to wait for me. I arrive at the bus out of breath from running. He grabed my bags and point to where he put his stuff. Across from a seat from him. I go and sit down, it was winter and a year had frozen on my cheek. Matt asked me what was wrong as he held the side of my face. I looked away. I said "nothing." *sniffling* the we both look our opposite ways. He says not making eye contact "You know you can tell me anything. You don't have to hide anything. I'm here, Kaitie. " I then out of anger "look I'm sick of you felling sorry for me okay? I'm a big girl. I can solve my own problems I don't need you or anyone else to help me in that matter." I say in a irritated tude. *no reply* we arrive at school I walk in and go to all my classes. Sitting in class feeling terrible for what I said to Matt. I sit in class taping my pencil waiting for class to get out. The hell finally rings and it was Friday. I walk out and grab my stuff I go to his locker as I see him getting stuff out as he was about to shut it I shut it and stood Infront of him.

He looked at me and smiled I told him I was sorry and he forgave me. I ten told him is see him tomr. I left.