Tree

Part one

was 10 when my mother died and now I'm 15 . A day hasn't gone by that I haven't missed her.

It's the last day of school and I'm determined to have a good time. I won't have to see everyones smug little faces every day, that's something to look forward to right?
Even though it's the last day of school I still have all my usual lessons. I have math first period that goes the same as it always does my teacher telling me i'm not concentrating me .not concentrating.
After that I have history,languages,geography and pe. All lessons are boring .I'm in the bottom set for everything apart from English, not for lack of trying. But I like being in the bottom set the expectations are less. I do badly on my tests on purpose just for that reason, I think the schools know that but they don't want to do anything. The school has had meetings with my father, not that he does anything he's drunk most of the time ever since my mom died. It's actually quite funny to see my head of year trying to communicate to my drunk father.