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Tuesday, 24 March 2015

Everyday Theatre

17.03.15


Dear Diary

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Today my homework still isn’t done because stupid Becca won’t do it. At the carpark me and Jack talked about me sleeping over his place. He said it was cool. Brian came over to the basketball court to talk about “bonding”. What a weirdo! I was playing basketball with Jack. Jack saw my bruises getting worse. I hope it gets better. Mum still spends more time with Becca. She also doesn’t know about me going to the carpark with Jack. If dad finds out I’ll get more bruises. I wish dad would get a job and Brian would just move out. But Mum would say something like “No because I want him to stay, blah blah blah.”
She is so lame. By the time the bell rang to go home, I sped as fast as a bullet, at least I thought I did. My mind just blanked out and I was stuck in thought, I felt like everyone was looking at me even if they weren’t. Everyday I get more nervous and depressed. It’s like mum doesn’t care about me anymore. I don’t love my dad nor hate him. I am hoping my life will be wonderful than ever before.

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