Everyone expects me to have my shit together. Like I am supposed to know what to do with my life. I am only 14 and my brother who is 24 is in jail, my sister who is 26 doesn't talk to me and wants nothing to do with my family, my dad who is 46 is a drug addict and steals and abuses my mother, they're not together anymore, and my mom is the only person who understands. She knows that life is hard and is trying to cut me some slack. We're the only ones that live in our house that we are about to lose. Life decided to bite me in the ass and really show me that it hates me and that I probvably won't survive. I mean everyones life is hard and no life is perfect but it could be a little easier.
"Hey Jackie. You okay Hun? You look like you were zoning into space."
"Oh yea," I said a little startled by her voice breaking my thought, "Im okay I just can't stop thinking about whats been happening."
My mother shifted her weight and stared and me with sad eyes sighed then went back into her room to continue packing. I tried not to cry. I had to sell most of my things for money such as my bedroom set, most of my clothes, and all of my "prized possetions". These things don't really matter what matters is my mom and I having a roof over our heads and food on the table. I don't need useless objects. I need food and a place to shower and sleep in order to survive. I just wish I could have a life like everyone else. Most people don't have to deal with the stress of not valuing anything because it might have to be sold or thrown away. Most people don't have to try to make their food last as long as possible because they don't know when their next meal is. And I don't want people to feel sorry for me or pitty me. I absolutely hate it. I am a strong individual and don't need anything from anyone especially pitty.
I went to sleep uneasy. All of a sudden I woke up to the smell of breakfast being made. Mom never makes breakfast. This is so unusual.
"Hey mom did you make breakfast?"
"Hey Jackie mom went to the grocery store, come sit down I'm almost done with breakfast!," a voice yelled. It definately was not my mom. It coldn't have been my dad. Hes probably dead somewhere. I went into the kitchen and brought a pencil with me to see who was talking to me and if it was an intruder I could stam them with it. Not the best plan but It's all I've got. I tried to look to see who it was without them noticing me and It's not my dad. Thank god. I couldn't really see his face though. I wanted to call my mom to ask her who this strange man in our house was. I tried to look for my phone but I couldn't find it. I looked everywhere. I locked myself in my room and waited for her to get home.
About an hour later I hear the door and race downstairs. I go up to my mom and practically yell, "Mom! Mom! Theres this strange man in our house and for some reason he made breakfast."
she looks at mne concerned as they both laughed. "Oh honey this is Chad I'm married. He's your stepdad. The wedding was three years ago and you were there."
I laugh hysterically, "WHAT YOU MARRIED CHAD FROM NEXT DOOR."
Chad is the guy that lives next door and he is probably the grossest person I've ever met. He's also really loaded which is probably my mother married him because he looks like a seal and she looks like Jessica Rabbit.
I stop hyperventalating and relax as if this is normal. It's like I'm in someone else's body but it looks like me. Except I'm in nicer clothes and it doesn't look like we're supposed to leave today.
"Hey mom aren't we supposed to leave today? Why is nothing in boxes?"
"Why do you think we were leaving? We just moved into this house."
"Oh right. I guess I forgot."
I went back into my room and got ready for today. It's spring break which means I don't have to do anything for the next two weeks and I am going to litterally do nothing.
Later that night I was trying to pull an all nighter so I go to netflex and watch Shameless for the thousandth time. I look in the corner of my dark room. I see a figure. I keep staring thinking its something hanging up on my wall untill it moves. It a black misty fog and its comming closer and closer until...
Hey~ its the author hope you're enjopying the book so far. I'm currently on spring break so I'll have lots of time to write and I'll try to be as consistent as possible. The next part will be up soon. Love ya :).
