I smelled my fathers alchohol on his breath as he yelled at me.
It made me feel un suddle.
I got queezy and dizzy just by the scent of it.
He smirked at me.
"Jacob you no your dumb right.. No one is ever going to love you. At all! Shit, I dont even love you." He said taking a sip of his beer.
I grabbed my back pack and hurried out the house, careful to wipe my tears.
Man I miss my mom so much.
People wonder why I wear shades.
It's because I have a permanent bruised eye.
I dont want anyone to see it, or question who gave it to me.
My father.
When I walked into school I quickly walked to my locker.
While putting my stuff in there, someone slammed my locker, crushing my hand.
I screamed and held my hand as it turned red, and it trembled.
I looked up to see Craig.
Why does he hate me so much?
He knelt down next to me.
"Your a real bitch bro" He said.
He then slapped my hand making tears fall out of my eyes, and me screaming.
He laughed hard and walked away.
Fuck man...
I didnt sign up for this shit..
