My Life....

- 6 Years Old -

I started kindergarten, but my mom tried to keep me home. She recieved a call, from a truant officer, and he told her, that I either had to go to school, or she would go to jail. The next day, I went to school. I was so excited to make friends. It didn't happen that way. Mrs. Adams, my teacher, always yelled at us. The other children had cliques, even back them. I was always alone. All through kidergarten I was alone. I went home one spring afternoon, and my mom was drunk. I was home about five minutes late, because of a car crash. It turns out my dad was in the crash, and he died on impact. My mom was sad, and pissed. She got a belt. She had the leather belt in one hand, and a beer bottle in the other. She started swinging wildly at me. I ended up with a black eye, many cuts + bruises, and a piece of glass in my ear. I had to get the doctors to get it out. It wasn't fun....

-7 Years Old-

I started first grade, when I was seven. My teacher, Mrs. Stover, was awesome. People still excluded me, but at least had an awesome teacher. That changed quickly. Mrs. Stover was pregnant, and had to leave during the second week of school. For a 'rest of the year' sub, we got Ms. Garten. She was worse than Mrs. Adams. She ruined that grade. Everyday, when I got home, my mom was drunk. If I was late, I got a beating. That's how it was that whole year.

-8 Years Old-

For second grade, I had an okay teacher. After about 2 moths into the school year, she just became evil. I still didn't have any friends in second grade, so I was still alone. I always got in trouble for drawing on my school papers. I still did it anyway. I always got a belt to the face for coming home with note for my mother to sign. At least I could get my feelings out there...

-9 Years Old-

I hated my teacher in third grade. She was the worst teacher you could ever imagine. It was Mrs. Meadows. She used old punishments, like hitting your knuckles with a ruler. God, that was painful. I got those constantly for drawing. She and my mother made me want to die, though I'd never thought about the option of suicide. I got beat for bringing home note from Mrs. Meadows. That's when I started to think about sucide.

-10 Years Old-

In the fourth grade, I found one of my worst bullies. Tyler Bragg. I was sitting at my desk one day, when Tyler came up to me, and slammed my head against my desk.Then he stole my notebook. I had to get a new, because he wouldn't give it back. At home, I told my mom, and she yelled at me for wasting money. I just went to my bedroom, and cried myself to sleep. I remember on the last day of school, Tyler gave my notebook back, but punched me in the nose. That gave me a bad nosebleed.