My Life.

Ruth has been through a lot. Her parents have just got divorced and her pet kitten Laura is all she has left. Her few close friends are drifting away from her and even the teachers look at her like a dirty piece of used chewing gum. Ruth starts to write a diary about her life and the way everything is affecting her but will anybody realise what is happening before it's too late?

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2. 2nd July 2012

Today could of been the worse day ever. Yes I do mean even worse then when I wet my pants in Year1 in the nativity play because I was so nervous. My donkey suit was dripping...yes worse then that!

As I was packing my bag for school today the nerves kicked in. The previous day at school I fell out with Dave, he spread loads of rumours about me! They so weren't true, he kept going on about how Dad left us because of me. And that's not true. Is it? Then I heard him, Jenny and Liv talking about me behind my back at lunch! They stopped as soon as I came over. The only words I heard were 'Ruth's so fat...' How could my supposed friends be so mean?? 

I knocked on Jenny's door on the way to school as I always walk with her but when I got there her Mum said that Jenny had told her I wasn't walking today because I was ill! I never mentioned anything of the sort! That's when I started to realise everything hadn't just blown over as I had hoped. When I got to school Jenny,Dave and Olivia were all blanking me and most of the school kept shooting me dirty looks...what was going on?

I tried to talk to Dave about it and make up but when I did he kicked my in the shin...a passing teacher saw us and we both had to go to the headmaster's office... The headmaster tried to get us to talk to each other about it but Dave wouldn't look me in the eye. Eventually, Mr.Poll gave up and told us to stay away from each other or we would be on report. I nearly burst out into tears but Dave looked kind of pleased!

When I got home Mum was sitting there on the couch curled up in a ball staring vacantly at the TV. It was Coronation Street..my mum hates all soap operas! "Mum...?" She continued to stare at the TV..."Hey....sweetie..." she replied. I could see her face was tear strained and her work uniform untouched.

I cried myself to sleep for the first time in ages.

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