I walked down the streets of my city Dothan, Alabama. I was in a shady area, and noticed a few people in some dark corners.
I brought my cigarette to my lips, about to take a drag, when I hear shuffling of feet behind me. I stop walking and turn around.
A shadow of a man grows closer and, as far as I can see, the man looks to be in his late 40s.
"Hey there, sweetie, you know those are bad for you?" the man walks closer, inching his hands towards my waist.
"Ah, fuck off." I say, finally breathing in my cig.
"A young girl like you shouldn't be off on her own this late. Where's your daddy?" the man smiles menacingly, his teeth all rotten and disgusting.
"Daddy's dead. I told you to fuck off." I say, pushing him off of me as he has now started to grab my butt.
His face changes into a more intimidating one and he pushes me up against the wall. His arms trap either side of me.
He leans forward and whispers in my ear, "That's no way to treat me, little girl."
I look up at him, my eyebrow raising a bit. I take my knee and ram it into his balls. He falls down to the ground and as he is holding his old bags, I spit on him, kick his side, and throw my cig at his face. Just for good measure.
With that, I get up and walk away.
My house isn't too far from where I left him, so I run quickly in case he has gotten up looking for me. I walk into my house from the back door since my mother and step-dad are asleep. I quickly go into my room, shutting the door silently and sigh.
"Jesus, what a rough night."
I glance at my clock and realize it's almost 12:30. That gives me about 7 and a half hours of sleep if I go to bed now.
I slip into my pajamas and jump onto my comfy bed, not bothering with getting underneath the covers.
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When it's time for school I do what normal people do in the morning. I get my clothes on for the day, which are my supra sky top shoes( in black), black pants which I had to roll up cause I'm short, and a dark maroon long-sleeved shirt. How exciting, I'm actually wearing a dash of color for once!
After I'm done with my normal girly-morning routine, which is getting on makeup, brushing my teeth and hair, I go into the kitchen to get myself breakfast.
My mom has already left for work, and my step-dad is still sleeping since he doesn't work on Mondays. It's a good thing I bought my own car with my birthday money two years ago. My car is a 2015 Honda Civic in the color black. Not surprising.
I grab a pop-tart and run out the door because I realized I slept in a little bit.
I jump into the driver's seat and start the car, going to my school.
When I get there, I see little parking and after driving around I see a spot under a tree. The catch is it's towards the back. Lazy bastards..
I park and practically jump out of my car, locking it before speed walking to my first class. Although I may hate 5/7 of my classes here, I've never been late and I'm not planning to.
The bell rings right when I walk in the school, signaling the one minute warning. Everyone starts speed walking, but I actually run. My class is a little walk but I need to get there on time.
