"GET UP!" Milly yelled at me, pulling my legs out of bed. I fell, and woke up quickly. "Get ready for school or I'll grab belt and hit you face, moron." She threatened me with her belt. I grabbed clothes and get ready for school, then I walked into kitchen and saw my foster brother, Tony. He gave me dirty attitude, but I looked away. I don't care about their thoughts. "Go sit and eat cereal." Milly pointed at chair, "Fine..." I replied and walked to chair, sit down and, eat cereal. Few mins later, my school bus had arrived. I picked up my backpack and left the house, then got in the bus. When I sat down next my friend, someone made fun of me and laughed at me. In my minds: 'I don't give any shits.', I looked at window. "Are you okay?" Friend asked. I glanced at her, in my thoughts: 'I'm mad, broken, sad, unhappy, dumb, empty, worthless, sick, tired, pathetic, lonely, ugly, disgusted, bitch, crazy, freak, and nothing.' ... "I'm fine." I replied calmly.
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I'd Step On My Own Reality Childhood With My Mind
Non-FictionI been struggling in my life, I wonder if I can make it through successful?
