![]() Fighters ChanceA Chapter by MeganRemember class... That's the last
thing I hear as I tune the teacher out. School means nothing to me that
explains why I have all F's. I only have five minutes of class left. I keep
trying to tell myself that things will be different someday. That maybe one day
I will be like everybody else, and not just some alien that's lost on earth and
can't find it's way back home. I'm not like everybody else. I don't
fit In anywhere. I tried to fit in with
the jocks but that turned into a fail when I tried to play basketball. I'm not
very... Well lets just say I can't run down the court and try to multitask, or
tell who's on my team. One time we were playing our last
game, we were up by two points. Coach decided to let me play with a minute To
go. I don't see why I never played before. But for some strange reason I had
the thought that I would be the team hero! That they would carry me off the
court on their shoulders chanting my name "Amy Amy" This is where it starts to get bad!
My teammate came down the court, I was wide open. I knew right then and There my dream would come true! My
teammate saw that I was wide open and passed me the ball! That's when I got
scared. The defender appeared out of no
where an was running at me, I was so scared. I dropped the ball and ran off the
court screaming. Needless to say the defender got the ball, ran down the court
and shot a three pointer with two seconds to go. The gymnasium grew quiet as
the ball soared through the air and fall straight into the net. The crowd went
crazy! We lost that game.I'm not a jock. I tried to play other sports. The
coaches never let me Play. They always said they couldn't
risk losing a game because someone got scared. So that ended me trying to fit
in with the jocks. I'm not rich or popular. My family
is really poor. My clothes have holes in them. They don't fit properly. All my
clothes are out of style because I get hand me downs. They are all stained and
nasty. I've learned never to complain but be grateful that I have clothes to
wear.everybody makes fun of me. The rich people laugh at meThey make jokes
because I have free And reduced lunch. My hair is always
a mess and always looks greasy. I try to keep it pulled back so they don't
notice.I don't have any friends. No one wants to be friends with someone who
has no life. I have no friends because I'm poor. Maybe one day someone will
walk into my life and never want to leave my side Amy, Amy it's time for you to leave,
the bell rang. Said Mrs. Morgan. Sorry mrs. Morgan it won't happen
again I replied. You know I'm really starting to
worry about you Amy. Your grades are really bad, I think it's time you start Caring or you will see yourself back
here next year. I'm sorry mrs.morgan I don't want to
seem mean, but school means nothing to me. I only come because I have to. Once
I graduate I'm out of this place and I will never come back. Mrs Morgan I'm not going to college,
so I have no reason to care. Even If I was planning on going to college I
can't. My family is poor and we don't have money to send me to college. I'm
sorry to cut things short but I have to go now. I will see you tomorrow
mrs.Morgan. I walk out of the classroom
aggravated and mad. No one has ever cared about me before, why would
mrs.morgan? As I make my way down the hallway I can feel and see all the dirty
looks I'm getting. I can hear the people next to me talking bad about me. With
every step I take, I begin to dread going home. It's the same everyday. Nothing
will ever change. My parents constantly fighting, the abuse I endure every
night. I've grown immune to it. When I get home it's like I'm locked in prison.
They make me feel like a criminal. Amy your such a loser, get out of my
way, I'm trying to get on the bus. Amy why don't you learn how to stay out of
people's way and go take a shower. Nick leave her alone said faith.
Faith is my bus driver. Faith has always stood up for me when people make fun
of me. Amy how are you today? Said faith I'm okay I guess it's just like
every other day. Nothing changes. I'm sorry Amy I wish I could help.
If you ever need someone to talk to I'm always here for you. Faith I'm sorry but no one ever
wants to be there for me. I'm not like everybody else though
Amy. I'm going to go to find my seat
people are trying to get on and I'm in the way. I walk away before faith has a
chance to respond to me. I start to walk down the isle to find a seat to sit
in. I see an open seat where I can go and sit. As I approach the seat and try
to sit down the girl sitting there puts her backpack down and says I don't want
a loser sitting next To me. I continue on looking for a seat to
sit in, finally at last I found an open seat. I sit down and lean my head
against the seat. I just want this day to be over, I want to be in my house, in
my room. that's the only place I go to escape from everything that's going on.
Just as I begin to get Comfortable and go to my own world ,
I hear nick get on the bus. As soon as I hear his voice I know things are going
to get worse. As if my day can't get any worse! Hi Amy, nick said. What do you want? I'm not going to
listen to your insults. Well you Better get used to it
because people like you are useless. They will never make anything of
themselves. They are the kind of people you see on the side of the roads
begging for money. That's enough nick I don't want To hear anymore! OH is someone
getting mad does Nick stop leave me alone, it's
almost time for me to get off the bus. The bus comes to a stop and I start
back down the isle. It feels like it's a never ending isle. Amy I saw nick picking on you, just
tell him to stop or ignore him faith said. Amy before you get off this bus I
want you to know that Jesus loves you and that your his daughter. He loves you
much. Well I better let you go. I will see you tomorrow Morning. Think about
what I said and give it a chance. I will think about it but I'm not
going to promise anything. Well I'm going to leave now so you can get the rest
of the kids home. I will see you bright and early in the morning. Bye faith
have a good night. As I walk towards my house the thing
that the bus driver said comes to my mind. If God loves me as much as she says
he loves me then I wouldn't be like this. I would have been placed in a
different family. If someone loves someone they wouldn't put them in danger.
There is no way god loves me I reach my house at last. Now I can
finally be left alone.. Well for thirty minutes at least. As I reach my driveway I hear
screaming and things breaking. Sounds as if world war three has started in my
house. I go to open the door and as I open the door I can hear my dad yelling
at my mom about something. I open the door quietly so I Can go up to my room without my
parents seeing me.
Don't you get it if it wasn't for
you getting pregnant we wouldn't be in this situation. If you would have
decided to have the abortion you could have a better life, but no you had to
have her. She has made everything worse. All she has done is tear this family
apart. She was nothing but a mistake. With that I walk into the room and
it goes silent. You could have heard a pen drop. So that's what you think of me dad?
You don't want me around? Dad if you didn't want me then why did you stay? Amy you will not talk to me like
that, I'm your dad and you will show me the respect I deserve. I go to walk away, but I don't get
to far before my dad grabs my arm. Did you hear me Amy? I said you
would respect me. Why should I respect you dad when
every day the only thing you do to me is abuse me and call me names? You don't
even want me as your daughter. Let go of me dad! I look at my dad his face is so red.
Amy I told you not to talk to that way. Now you will have to learn your lesson.
Those are the last words I hear before my head is being smashed into the wall.
My dad throws my head against the wall several more times. I begin to start
feeling something warm and liquid form falling from my face. I see it drip onto
the floor. I realize the warm liquid is my own
blood. Amy I told you that you would respect me. With that my head is smashed
one more time and everything goes black. © 2016 Megan |
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