Today...was just plain out crappy.
I had stayed home from school since I felt really sick than the pass few days. So I slept in, took nasty medcation and slept.
Second time I needed to take medicane, my dad woke me up, I was ehh haft a sleep and took it.
Than the drama begins..
My mom comes over to borrow a pair of jeans for tommorow's concert Not So Slient Night. So she does. She see's me and gives me a negitave.
"Whats wrong with you? " She questions.
"I'm sick.." I replied but you would think a mother would look worried, ask you questions if your sickness...but no.
"Since when? " She askes, in a curious yet rude voice.
I replied, " Since my birthday.."
"Yeah sure, I guess you wont be going to the concert tommorow. "
Now I'm thinking, have you not heard mother? A common cold or flu is going around. The stomach viris. Its violating everyone in school. So I walk away from my mom, seeing how I dont want to argue and than I hear my mom & dad talking.
My mom is furious.
She walks out of the house, yelling at my dad while he looks over to my brother.
"Bryan, Connie's hasn't be outside today. She was sick! Stop telling her lies! "
Bryan and Dad started agruing, than my mom comes back into it than I do.
Before I know it, I stated that this house isn't hers, she gets pissed off and chases me into the restroom and I lock myself inside.
......
Everything is happening so quickly...
My mom is banging on the door, she unlocks the door, insults me and my friends than goes to my room, takes my belongings, curses at me while I'm hiding behind the restroom door.
I'm crying.
I'm sick.
& I feel like I'm going to through up...
She leaves, leaving tension in the air. Its hard to breathe. I'm coughing...crying..
I had hidden my cellphone from my mother but not he charger. She took that.
So I text her, saying i'm sorry. I insulted myself....she called me. I didn't pick up. Only knowing that she wouldn't listen to me. Only yell. So I refused to pick up the phone.
She textes me back, telling me that I was a coward and that she was filling out a report to me to the police.
She says I'm out of hand.
She says she is going to get custody of bryan and me...gonna straighten me out.
So now my father has to find a lawyer...
I dont know whats going to happen.
I'm scared.
My dad is too..plus hurt.
Everything goes wrong because of me.
I'm the reason for this...
........................
I hate fighting...
I cried.
My friend called and heard me cry...
....I hate being weak
I hate the feeling...
...
I'm sleepy and I'm sick...
Night.
 preciousjoy · Thu Dec 06, 2007 @ 07:00am · 0 Comments |
