Chapter 2

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// ok im back

Surpriiiiise

But anyway on with the story//

The last thing I remember is rushing to my room. It was like static filled my mind and I could only remember things bit by bit. Flashes, almost. Pictures. My head felt like it was going to split open. Did I hit it? No, that's just a headache. Did I pass out? I can't see any darkness, other than in the corners of my vision. Now I see the ground and the edge of my wall. I'm laying on the ground. I feel no pain, so I didn't fall.

It felt like I was slowly being removed from reality. Like any moment I could just... poof. Like I was in a stick of butter, and just slowly being cut away from the rest of the world. I could feel hot tears run down my face. Next I could see that pocket knife on my shelf.

Don't reach for that. Don't do what you know you're going to do. Stop it.

Ok.

Then I remembered what the pocket knife was for in the first place. Self defense. My dad. If he found me like this, he'd beat the shit out of me.

That, apparently, was enough to snap me back into reality.

I could get to school before he came home from his night at the bar, probably from screwing some random chick.

Alright. I can get to school on my bike. My bag's already packed, so that's not a problem. Breakfast... i can skip it. There's no need. After a couple minutes, I was out the door. Our house looked quaint and lively from the outside, but on the inside.... It's easy to tell our family isn't in the healthiest relationship. Not like I'd ever invite anyone over. That'd be stupid.

I pedaled through the town and to school, a plain high school with the average amount of weird to be considered normal. I locked it up and realized I hadn't had enough time to make it look like I hadn't been crying. Oh well. I'll just say the normal response anyway, the infamous "I'm fine."

Well. here goes nothing.


//woooow i haven't posted in a WHILE my children

I went to colorado so that's nice AND i've been busy... doing... nothingbutthatsnothepointokay so i havent had enough time to writeee!

anyways i'm hoping to post a lot today but we'll see. :)

one vote = one kombucha for me 👊😔//

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