The truth hurts

Im fine

"Why do i even bother with you!", "Waste of time you are!" , "DONT TOUCH ME!!" ,
"Helpppppp!!!!!!"....

Clara drifted slowly into a world where everyone understands you and that noise is a crime that deeply affects the surroundings, that white and grey makes black look bold, and when you want to speak there is a spirit inside you pulling your inside around and around and around and around until it splits up into millions of pieces that shatter to the ground which leads to getting a shiver down your spine....

Waking up in Clara's house is just like waking up in a cold, deserted island that has lost
contact with the world and gets further and further away each second.

Waking up is not half as bad as getting up though. Saving money is essential which means heating does not exist in Clara's house so getting up is like the ice-capes getting trapped in your veins and heart which freezes you in a very uncomfortable state.

School is love school is life! Surprisingly Clara enjoys school life. She gets to she her three bestest of bestest of bestest friends that she has know for years and years ( roughly 10 years ), Alice , Zoë and Shannon.
Coming home from school is , well, eh, you see.... It depends what day.
Monday=✅ because mums on night shift which means her parents wont fight.
Tuesday=✅ dad goes golfing until 10 so shes asleep by the time that the screaming starts.''

Wednesday and onwards are complete opposite of calm and peaceful..

"I have everything", "just no happiness" sighed clara trying to hold in the tears before they turned into rain that turned into a storm which then turned into a tsunami.

"Hello darling" said mother in a very unsettling way.

"Hi mum, how was your day...."
At this point Clara could tell something was up which she knew would bring them all down.

"Your father and i have decided to well, eh, you see.... Its not working out, uncoupled is the word"

Clara frooze
Eyes closed
Knees bent
Back dropped
Head fell back
Fell asleep into the world thats she travels through everytime her brain switches off into sleep.

It was a faint. "I know its hard to take in but please just support me here"
Clara took a rage..
All she remembers is waking up in an uncivilised place which had a scared women sitting in the corner shaking with blood dripping down her face.

"Get out!" I said, GET OUT!!"
Running up stairs as fast as she could getting her blanket, half eaten Dairy milk bar and her phone ( counting on these for survival ) and took of, she ran and ran and ran and ran and ran until she dropped to the ground with no energy to even blink.