September 6, 2008
I had to wake up early today, I had school. But I was starting late, it was Thursday.
Mom pulled me out of bed and told me to be productive and get ready. She said to hurry, I had to walk. Too bad I didn’t know where the school was.
I went down for breakfast but their wasn’t any, and dad still wasn’t home. My stomach growled the entire walk.
When I finally made it I was late, but that was ok because I already had my schedule and I made it to my first period class. The class went quiet as soon as I walked in.
I think the kids hate me. No one looked at me in class, and some girl tripped me at lunch. She said I needed new shoes. But I can’t afford them. I ate lunch in the bathroom.
The last classes were the same. I sat in the corner and tried to listen. But the quiet whispers and blank stares distracted me. Maybe school was a mistake.
Home wasn’t any better. Dad was home but he was asleep, and mom made me clean the entire house and do laundry. I couldn’t finish my homework. What a great start.
At least I didn’t scream today. I just stared blankly at my roof. It had pictures, old pictures, of me and my family. We were once normal, not always dysfunctional. But I think I ruined that. I am after all, a disappointment.
Goodbye Journal
