I had a rough past... Mom and dad doing drugs them wanting to kill me me having my body sold to Horney men....I did not like it I was scarred afraid even....but, one day
One Saturday Morning
I wake up as usual and put on any clothes I can find I manage to put together a decent outfit and make my way down stairs. My mom drinking and my dad doing drugs the usual. I grab my bookbag and head out the door. I hear the loud noise of a bus engine but I soon realize I missed the bus. "Fuck!" I thought to myself I start running as fast as I can to school so I'm not late.... again but this time I made it just 3 minutes late. I walk into school and to my class I sit down at a dirty desk at the back of the classroom. I throw my bag down beside me and pull out my wooden pencil and my ripped piece of paper and look at the teacher her name was
Mrs.Clay....i really hated her. Time passes and it's thirty minutes till class ends. I soon hear the noise of a piece of paper rolled into a ball I pick it up and open it. The words written on it made me wanna drag out the knife I had in my bag and slit my wrists then and there. The words said "Dirty slut~"
