1. Another School Day.
I sat, waiting. Waiting for the noise that bothers me the most, the one thing I don't want to hear which is the school bell. School is what I don't look forward to in the morning. Waking up early is one thing but having to go to school too? Cut us some slack. " Kare, Are you okay? " My friend Annie says staring at me. I blink slowly as I just realized I dozed off. One thing you should know about Annie is she's my best friend. " Yeah, yeah I'm fine " I say rubbing my eyes. " you sure? you kinda zoned out " " I'm just tired " I say running my cold hands through my brown thick wavy hair. " No sleep again? " she asked looking at me with worry as she looks at the dark purple bags under my eyes. " My little brother didn't let me sleep " I say closing my eyes a bit, but open them quickly. After Annie pushes me lightly as she notices that I'm dozing off again. " I just blinked for a long time " I say laughing at myself but holding my temple as my head throbs with a huge headache. It felt like a man was inside of my head banging and screaming to get out. Annie laughs and first period bell rings. Great. I get to spend almost 6 hours in this shithole. I understand that school is supposed to help you in your future life but can't there be a better way? I guess not. After hours of sitting and staring at the clock and hearing my teacher blabber about who knows what. Who cares? I get to go home now. I hug Annie as we go our separate ways and I begin to walk to my car in a hurry as I just want to leave, also my back is hurting as I have so much shit in one bag for school.I get to my car, throwing my stuff in the back and get in. I sigh and I begin to drive. After about 15 mintues of driving I get home. I park my car and grab my stuff and walk to my door step opening the door slowly, walking in as I see my mom passed out on the ground, drunk. " oh my god Mom. " I say helping her and setting her on the couch. I look at her with sorrow. My mom wasn't like this. she's changed ever since my dad passed away a year ago it didn't just affect her it affected everybody but my mom just shows it more than others. As I'm staring at her I decided to grab her and put her arm over me to support me when I lift her up. I hold her and I begin to take her to her room which felt like ages! Holding a drunk half asleep body is fucking horrible.
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