"Ow!" I shout, looking at the sidewalk behind me. Something just hit the back of my head. Hard.
I glare in the direction I think it came from and only hear snickers. Looking down, I see a littel airsoft pellet laying on the ground.
Ugh. Why do people hate me so much?
Everybody at school bullies me, i dont have any friends, and my parents hate me. At the same time, I guess I'm not a nobody becasue everybody takes the time to harass me. This whole airsoft thing is a regular event. I swear people stalk me or plant people on every street corner and behind every bush because there's no avoiding them, so I can't change my route to keep away from them.
My parents are drug addicts, well actually they're addicted to pretty much everything, and they're always drunk or high or both. They hate me with such a passion that I'm surprised I haven't burned up yet. They make it clear that they don't want me; that I was- am- a mistake and will never be anything more. I guess the feeling is mutual because I don't want anything to do with them either.
The sad thing is, I'm only 15 so I can't really leave or anything. I don't have anywhere else to go.
Another pellet hit me but I ignore it and keep walking. I'm used to them, I only got mad last time because it hit me in the head. Most of the time people have enough decency as to not hit me where it can't possibly cause brain damage.
I wish somebody acually liked me, I thought as I turned down my street. Cue the shower of pellets...Wait. nobody is shooting at me. Normally it's worst on my street. Why- Oh my God.
As I looked up to find anybody running around with an airsoft gun, I see police cars lining the street next to my house, instead.
Maybe this is finally the break I've been waiting for! I think as I start jogging to my house. I'm pretty sure I'm smiling too... oops?
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Authors note:
Okay. So I know she kinda seems nieve about the whole leaving home thing. It's just because she doesn't really know that there are people who will help her. Her parents lied to her and told her bad things about the people who will help her. Okay? Okay.
Bye Bye, sexy babies:*
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