They all chatted and laughed while we ate. lunch was over and we went to our classes. Thanksgiving was just around the corner so everyone was sent home to their families. Of course that meant I had to see my step mom and step sister. The feeling made heart race and my stomach squeeze. Disgusting.
The terrible weekend
I came home on Friday and went straight to my room. My dad's wife came home and screamed for me to go downstairs. She sat on the couch, her hands holding her head uptight, and she gave me a cold dead stare. eyes twitching, as her hands hardened to fists and she jerked her mouth into a disgusting frown, jolting up. Reaching for the collar of my shirt,
The room went quiet after a few swings. I didn't feel it but my eyes were flooding and I was shivering. "GET OUT! YOU USELESS CHILD!" Katarina's scream echoed through the house, it rung in my ears, the same hateful tone on a broken record. over and over "GET OUT! GET OUT!" the pitch kept rising and my eyes were wide. I got up and ran out the door with my shoes in my hand, maybe I was just over reacting? I thought.
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After what seemed like minutes of running down the street, which happens to be hours, the dim yellows of the street lamps came on and there was a red stripe at the bottom of the horizon. Collapsing on my knees, my eyes started to pour. I couldn't see nothing but blurs of black and hints of light, I let out small silent cries trying to catch my breath. Using what little strength I had, using it to reach the park a few meters down to crawl into a bench and sleep. That night I didn't come home, I had nothing on me. On a holiday when most families were brought together. Cold and hungry all alone.
Only a few hours later I was awoken by what seemed to be a man. He wasn't anyone I've seen before. Green hair and deep red eyes, deep and empty. He tapped me on the shoulder and in a monotone voice asked "Why are you alone?". Knowing it was late and he was a stranger I scooted back a little. His expression did not change, sitting down next to me he stared at the ground blankly. "I meant, what's a kid like you doing alone?" he said almost disappointedly. I tried. I promise I did. I almost blead out the words trying to tell him. He waited patiently. after what seemed a good 10 minutes he got onto his feet. He some how got a beer bottle and popped the cap off, hesitantly asking before drinking it if I wanted some. He then downed the bottle and told me to come with him. As I knew it was a bad idea, a terrible one. Following a stranger at God knows what time in the dark? Well of course I did. He looked both ways and grabbed my arm and pulled me up and onto the street. Walking for a few minutes before a police car showed up...
DUN DUN DUN to be continued-
Hiya readers! So it's been I don't know? A few months. So like, I kinda had a mental experience and I lost my ability to write for a bit, I think it's called writers block and some other mental crap? So uhm yes this is here I guess. Sorry it's a bit short but enjoy the update and look forward for part 12 :) bye bye my little insomniacs. have a great day/night!