For Mrs.Harper's project, I have to build a model rocket ship that is almost identical to the one that was used to first land on the moon. Greeeaaattttt. This project is going to be horrible. We have two weeks to do it. I have to but the materials with my money since my dad would never. Plus I have to walk to the store myself to get them. The hardest part is going to be actually assembling it though. This project is going to be too much work. We also have to write a 1000 word essay on how we built it and the history behind what we were trying to build.
After science I went to my advisory class where I have to read for 20 minutes. Instead of reading I just sat there with a book in my hand, acting like I was reading. Instead I just thought about how I was going to do the project. I had to think about what I needed, how big I wanted it, what color paints I would need, and how I would get all of it for under 30 dollars. It made my head hurt just thinking about it.
Finally advisory was over and I headed to lunch. I went to the cafeteria and went through the lunch line. I then went to my seat and sat down. I usually sat in the same place everyday. When I sat down, something seemed different. Like I could hear, see, smell, and touch everything, but like I couldn't control what I did or anything. Then I realized that silencer had taken over for some reason and I wasn't sure why. I told him to go away and he told me no. I asked what was wrong and he wouldn't tell me. He just said it was for my own good. Then before I knew it, I was on the ground dodging food.
There was a food fight. Silencer made it so no one noticed the change in my eyes. He was just protecting me because he knew I couldn't dodge food myself so he was doing it for me.
After the fight, silencer let me back in control. Everyone who was involved or who the teachers thought were involved got sent home. Margaret told the teachers I was the one who started it. Of course they didn't believe me when I tried to tell them I didn't. They just believed little miss perfect. Damn do I hate her.
So I was sent home. I told them I saw my dad outside and they let me go. I walked home because I knew my dad would never come pick me up without giving me an intense beating at home. I did not want that. So I just walked home and quietly snuck into my bedroom. Until I realized I should probably go to the store to get my materials while I still could without my dad knowing.
I snuck back out with my money and walked to the store. I bought all the materials I needed. Including paints, glue, table, card stock, card board, and even clay. After all of that I still had 5 dollars left so I bought a soda and walked home. I tried sneaking back into the house and into my room, but my dad caught me. He smacked across my face and made me fly almost across the room with all the force he used. Then he punched me in the stomach and it took me 3 minutes to catch my breath. He let me go after that.
I went to my room and put all my stuff down. Then I went to sleep. It was only 4 p.m. but I didn't feel like making supper. My dad never did so I always had to. I wasn't really hungry and I didn't have anything else to do so I just went to sleep. Even though I knew that meant waking up at like 2 a.m. with nothing to do. Oh well. I have a long day tomorrow since I missed my last three classes today. Night night.
