Why I hate My life (story of abuse)

Why I hate my life (story of abuse) Chap. 9

Sorry that Ive been gone so long. Im going to try my best to upload alot more. But follow me on instagram! @simplyludny.

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I got out of the car and closed the door behind me. I walked a few steps up and stopped.

"Oh my God this is such a big school, there is no way I'll make it through the end of the year"

I held my head up high and kept on walking. I got to the front door and opened it up only to get a blast of "new school" smell. I walked up to the lady that looked like she worked here.

I asked her "Um, excuse me miss? Do you know what homeroom I'm in"

She looked around for the voice, and stopped when she got to me.

She looked at me with the most disgusting and dissapointing look.

Already I just got here and I'm already being judged. I knew I would be accepted into society. Not with the way I look.

she replied " How should I know, monkey"

Ok I've HAD it. Im TIRED of being spoken to like a DOG. I'm tired of being MISTREATED. I'm tired of everyone looking down on me as if I dont deserve to be on this earth. I collected a wad of spit in my mouth, and looked up at her. I spit in her face then said..

"Do I look like a monkey to you? no? so dont ever try to disrespect me like that or you"ll get more of those coming"

And with that I walked away.

I lookjed back to see her reaction, and she was shocked, and very angry. But I didnt care, she deserved it.

All of a sudden I got a new found confidence. I felt like i could conquer the world. I felt like I can even stand up to my own mother. Oh wait I cant she would kill me If she knew there wasnt such a thing called prison.

All of a sudden my confidence left me as fast as a cheetah running for it prey.

I saw a man near the cafeteria and asked him what homeroom I was suppose to be in.

He replied "name?"

"Jay Anderson"

"Jay, Jay, Ja.. your in room 433"

"Thank you mister'

He gave me the slitest of a smile, which is the most kindness I've ever recieved in a while. I walked to room 433 and hoped I could atleast make one friend this year. Then I would be able to survive the school year.

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So I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. Stay tuned for the next chapter. Also I apologize for it not being too long because you guys have been waiting a while. But I just got back and I feel like I lost my "spark" so give me some ideas. What do you think should happen in the classroom? Should he have a friend or no? What do you think the "surprise" is that the mom saved for him?