My name? Yamileth. Regular name regular life right? Well, what if I were to tell you my last name was Pimentel? Then everything changes. All of a sudden everyone knows me. But not for something I did. Everyone knows me because of my brother, Joel Pi...
Today is Wednesday. Joel said he has to go back for something important. He said he'll be back Sunday night or Monday morning. He leaves tomorrow midday.
Today we were getting things ready for mom and dads funeral. It was going to be next week.
Joel said that I was going to go with him when he leaves back to where ever it is he left to. I still don't know where he went. He didn't want to tell me.
I was going to tell him that I didn't want to go and that I just wanted to stay, but before I even got to open my mouth to say anything, he was already out the door.
I didn't argue with him when he came back, so I just went to my room and stayed there for the rest of the day.
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While Joel was gone, I took that time to pack my things.
I was also calling close family members so they can come to the funeral. Not that we had much.
I would go to school and it would be the usual everyday routine.
Would barely be able to walk down the hallways without being shoved around by Joel's 'friends', aka, my bullies.
They would call me names and tell me things to offend me. In class, I would always get a note saying something to 'offend' me.
I eventually had to get used to it. But I will admit it, something's they would say, actually hurt.
They would tell me multiple times to kill myself. That no one would care either way. My parents don't care, and it's not like I had any friend that would care either.
The very first time they ever said that to me, I was actually very close on committing suicide. But I stopped when I heard someone come into my room. I was in the bathroom when they came in so I walked out casually as if nothing was happening. They didn't know what I tried doing.
No one know about any of that and I plan on keeping it like that.
I didn't want to see anyone to say, so I decided to go to the library. No one goes there so I don't have worry about seeing anyone there.
I got in and it was really quiet. The only sound that was heard, was from 2 keyboards that the librarian is using and some other kid. If I am not mistaken, it's Joseph from my literature class...
I was putting the finishing touches on a drawing I was doing, when the librarian these had to go because class was about to start.
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I put my things away and went to my locker to get my books for my next class. I put in the combination and when I opened it, 2 pieces of paper came falling to the ground. I sighed already knowing what they were. I picked them up and opened one.
I didn't open the second one and just walked to class putting both notes in my back pocket of my jeans.
I walked to class and took my seat waiting to get out of this hellhole.
After the bell rang, I quickly ran out and left my things in my locker and went to the busses.
The ride home was usual, people talking/yelling, and me listening to music and looking out the window, thinking.
The rest of the day consisted of packing and doing homework until night time came and I got in the shower and went to bed.
Like always, it took a while for me to actually fall asleep so I was just laying on my bed listening to music and thinking until I knocked out at approximately 2:32 am. :) yay.
