Hello people of the world. Let me introduce myself. I am Katy Smith. I'm 12 turning 13. I absolutely hate my dad. Yeah I know what your thinking you can't hate your dad. Well I do because he's like Homer Simpson but more lazy and drinks more and well other stuff. My mom died when I was nine and that's when it all started all the drinking, abusing and well being a lazy father.
"KATY GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE RIGHT NOW AND MAKE ME SOME DINNER!!! My Dad shouted at me. I felt like saying something back but I knew that there was no point because I'll only get more punishment. I went down stairs and put a piece of my black hair behind my ear.
I went to the kitchen and made some dinner, after 30 minutes I put it on the table near my dad. He looked at it and said "What THE HELL IS THIS?? I GIVE YOU MONEY OT GET GROCERY'S AND THIS IS WHAT I GET." I rolled my eyes and thought Yeah dad with £3 you can get so much. " WHAT DID YOU SAY TO ME?" Shit I said that out loud. He got up and slapped me on my face hard. It was definitely going to leave a mark.
I whimpered and he just smiled, he just loves giving me pain. He pushed me rand I went flying to the wall. I got up trying not to cry, if I showed him my tears he would just give more pain. That would mean me suffering more.
He had an evil grin but just sighed and said "Get to your room before I do more damage." I ran to my room and locked it. I wanted to get out of this hell hole. I was angry and upset. Why did my mom have to die? If she never died then it wouldn't be like this. We would all be happy. The thought came to my head but I knew it wouldn't change what's already been done.
I packed some of my clothes into a bag, my ipod and phone. Can't live without them. I looked around and saw there was a picture of my mom me and dad. I smiled at it and I got the picture out of the frame and out it in my pocket.
I jumped out of my widow landed perfectly on the floor. I looked behind me and no one was there and I ran. I lived in England and now I have no idea where i'm going. I went down a street and I saw three guys there near my age. They were talking and I saw that there was something in there bag. I think they stole it. By the looks on there face yep definitely stolen. I fell and they all looked. Great more trouble I thought to myself.
"I didn't mean to -" I started but the tallest one just come of and said "You shouldn't be looking where ther's trouble." I stood up and glared at him come on Katy you can do it. Just stick up for yourself how hard can it be I thought to myself. "Well I'm sorry. But shouldn't it be you guys who should be more careful. I mean you three are the ones who are stole something. What would happen if someone called the police?"
They all looked surprised and I smirked. Knowing I got them. They went in a huddle and were whispering. I have no idea what about but I hope they get it over with. They nodded and they all looked back at me and I smiled. "Done?" They were silent but then the tallest one again said "How about you join our team?" I thought about it and Why not. I have no where else to go. So I smiled and nodded. They all said at once "Welcome to the Team."
What do you guys think? Is ti good or bad.