Who Am I ?

A Story by hunterchick

I opened my eyes and sat up in bed in a swift movement I swung the sheets off of me. To cool myself down I sat there for a while till my body stopped trembling with fear cuz of the nightmare I had just had. I had never been that scared in my life all I could think of was that man running after me I couldn’t run fast enough. It was like I was pulled back I shook my head trying to get the image out of my mind I sighed and pulled my legs off the bed and on to the floor I stood up and walked to the bathroom to take a shower and cool off. I live in a apartment by myself it’s a crappie old place with one bedroom and the kitchen attached to the living room. in the summer all you can smell is the rotten food down in the dumpster in the alleyway. I never get any sleep because of the people upstairs making ruckus sometimes if your lucky you mite even here the sound of a gunshot down the rode I had never imaged myself living in a place like this. It was about three in the morning and the people upstairs were still pounding there music like they do every night. I stood in the shower and let the water just poor all down my face it felt grate jut have my water back. they shut it off for a while cuz they were working on something downstairs. When I got out of the shower I rapped the towel around me dried off I couldn’t stop thinking of my dream it just kept popping in my mind and ones again I shook my head like it shook all my memories away. When I got dressed I put a pear of jeans on and a loose T shirt on. I stood there in my room just thinking of what to do so I started to clean my messy room I never really had been a neat person but I still new how to clean so I did when I had the time. I work at a fast food drive in down the street and that’s how I could barely afford my rent for this old dump. I don’t have any family as for as I no but I ran away from home when I was sixteen and I never had a dad. I did have two twin brothers but they passed when I was young. I stood up with a sy and looked around to inspect my room it looked clean enough so I walked the the living room and dropped my skinny self on my old couch and started flipping threw channels when I herd a knock on the door “who is it” I yelled still sitting on the couch “its me” said Mrs. Brown with her raspy voice she lives next door an most of the time she needs a cup of sugar that I never have . “Coming” I yelled back I stood up from the couch and walked to the door. Mrs. brown had curlers in her hair and a cigarette in her mouth I could tell she hadn’t put any markup on yet. “I don’t have any sugar if that’s what you want” I said with my hand on my hip. “no all I want is a cup of milk” I side I never liked giving people food. “im the one who needed it the most” I mumbled under my breath as I walked to the kitchen I poured her a glass and then walked back “here ya go” I said trying to be nice. Thanks sweat heart she said in her annoying voice no problem I said and closed the door I looked at the clack and realized it was time to go I threw a pare of my sneakers on and grabbed my back pack I was out the door in and on the side walk in the time I grabbed my bike and I was on my way to the drive in. hi Mr. Johnson I said as I rode my bike Mr. Johnson is the guy who lives in the apartment next door he always bot me groceries and stuff from the store so we became friends pretty quickly. He would always make me laugh sitting on his balcony two stories up in his his apartment he was always in a bath robe and has a cigarette in his hand. When I got two the drive in I put my bike in the bike rack out front and went inside. When I got inside I grabbed my apron and got to work. I work at the counter at a drive in asking people what they want or how they want it. I hated my job but I never thought I would be working here ether. I see all these rich people wavering there money in the air like its nothing and here I am barely even paying my rent at my crappie apartment. Sometimes I wish I had never been born. Like I never even existed. If I happened to die I bet no one would even nodes I was gone. Im like nothing to people. But yet im still doing what I can to get bye

© 2011 hunterchick

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this is some of it there is more coming tell me what you think of it

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Patches I'm not so new..

Your primise is good it leads the reader into the story. The spelling and grammar leave a lot to be desired. the mistakes actually take away from the story(if that's what they are) I wrote a story long agao in which the way the misspellings affected the story made the misspellings and poor grammar part and parcel of the story if that was your intention than you did good but if not than this work needs a lot more work.
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