Indigo Blue

CHAPTER 1

  Dear ma,

  Hi,how are you?I hope you spent.....

  'Nope'....I said for the one hundredth time squashing the paper in my hands and tossing it into the bin.

  Dear ma,

  It's is a pleasure to write to you,I have heard so much about your kindness and niceness....

"Who am I kidding" I  thought as I slammed my head into on my desk. I'm officially hopeless!

  "Okay,let's try this one more time" I mumbled trying to motivate myself to get this letter writing thing right.

  Dear ma,

  I'm Indigo Blue, I'm a girl,I'm 17 years of age, I'm in my final year at high school, I have an height of 5 foot 6inches ,I have brown golden hair,I.....

  "Who am I kidding?" I thought to myself,It looks like a preschooler's type of essay with all the 'I' here and there.

And for the one hundredth time I tossed the paper into the bin.

  I'm trying to apply for an job after high school at a media house,and apparently we are to write an essay but luckily I have till summer.

  I dumped the whole pieces of paper into the bin as  I made my way to the kitchen to stop my grumbling stomach and luckily I found cereal and yes, milk before cereal.

   I live with my aunt since my mom died, I did stay with my dad for a while but I guess losing his wife took a toll on him or should I say brought the demon out of him because he wouldn't stop drinking or smoking or going to clubs and all that.

It got to the point that he would make me late for school or even make me miss school but I would always cover up for him because of that what good girls always do
  
   But apparently I wasn't good enough for him,he didn't want me around either because he woke me up one night and said,I quote:
  
  "Hey baby,I have some news for you.
I know I have not been the best father lately and I know your mother will not be happy with me,but you know I love you right?"
   In which I nodded to 'so I'm gonna try to be better but you have to do a little something for me.
  I would like you to live with your aunt Maggie for sometime just until I get better okay?' He said with a sad smile on his face.

    I wanted to object and talk trash to the man I call a father but I objected because that was the first time he talked about my mother or have any conversation with with me for this long, so that was how my own father dumped me in a shit hole called aunt Maggie's house.

   So I stayed in my aunt Maggie's house is a turns out she is a total
Crackhead,a junkie.

  I mean this woman smoke any freaking thing along with her son,Chris;He is so brutal and inimical and dangerous as hell so I always try my best to avoid him.

  He almost choked me to dead one time simply because according to him I was glaring at him,it was obvious he was high as fuck at that time but I was still I was so scared that I kinda peed in my pant.

  I really thought that was my going last day but luckily or unluckily for me Aunt Maggie was around and she had to freaking hit Chris on the head with a bottle of beer which shattered on his head making him go unconscious.

  And since then I have never looked at Chris in the eyes again I would preferably look down.

   Anyway Chris is now in jail because the cops found drugs in his car so I hope his time in jail knocks some sense into him because calling Chris stupid would be an insult to stupid people.

   So I'm stuck her with Maggie for the main time but luckily for me she is usually not home during the weekend and when she comes back she always reeks and stench of drugs.

   I have no problem with aunty Maggie since she doesn't give a fuck about me and besides she has a gun so who am I to have a problem with her. Though she gets really violent at times and sometimes take it out on me.

   As long as there was food I had no problem with her so I made sure I made more than enough for to go through the week on weekends then I stuck them into the fridge.

  According to her it is the least I     could do after giving me shelter over my miserable life.

     It kinda makes me feel sad to know that I'm a not wanted by my father because she said I'm a burden to my father and nothing more than a good for nothing useless child that even a childless person would never want.

   No matter how many times she says this it always hurts me like shit and I always ended up crying myself to sleep.
  
   I made my cereals and ate and made my way to bed after locking the door of course, Aunt Maggie won't be back till around 2 or maybe 3 and she has her key so that won't be a problem.

  I took a shirt shower and changed to my pj's,I started drifting to sleep praying that tomorrow would not come because if you think home is a hellhole for me wait till I get to school that place is the real definition of hell for me.