Wednesday, November 12, 2014

Evil Twin


  It was a new day and I woke up late and had to rush for my first day of school. Of course I worse a running outfit and nike pullover just to be comfy. On my rushing way to school I whipped out of the driveway as I always do, ramping up off the curb and running my bumper. My radio station played only Maroon 5. I arrived at school and realized I didn't have my Calc done so I stole Mac's paper. After school I was so busy with sports that by the time I got home I was tired. I put of my baggy sweatpants and watched movies. My family and I were so close that they knew all my secrets, although I always tended to get mad at the little things. I felt completely safe and would hate to leave home. The only thing I hoped and dreamed for was to become a WNBA player. I then fell asleep on the couch late that night after I was on social media all night.
Waking up the next morning was a nightmare and my mom almost believed I was sick. She then acted like she didn't love me. It was two hours before school and I was already ready. My parents would not come near me and I didn't feel safe at home at all. I left the place I sleep after being abused so early that I arrived to school with an hour to spare. The trip there was perfect and I drove slower that the limit. Listening to classical music was a soothing start to the day. I wore my pretty pink dress and had nothing to do but look at my already completed assignment. Following school I went to work at the soup supper and arrived home in great condition. I then put my robe on and went to studying without getting a single hello throughout the night. I then fell asleep in my bed to a nightmare that involved me not being a teacher...but a basketball player.

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