I just want to be liked...

Time For School(!)

I know, I know. Most people advise to not start a story with waking up, but in this one, it's the source of a bad day. So, let's begin.

BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!

"KATRINA! KATRINA! WAKE UP ITS EIGHT O' CLOCK ALREADY!"

That... Is my dad. Someone you don't want to f*ck with. In my opinion I think he's quite reasonable, and can laugh like any other person. Except... Don't take the mickey out of him (piss him off). He will give you the worst pain, and while you are crying he will take no notice of you. In my family of six he has been known to use; belts, wires, shoes and can slap you pretty hard. As I said, he is not to f*ck with. Anywho, back to the story.

I am NOT a morning person just so you know, so I got out out my bunk bed and trudged downstairs. My dad was already downstairs and  getting my little sister Kitty ready.

Kitty is.... Different. She is already five, yet she acts like she is three. She's not autistic, but she is disabled. Maybe that's why she gets treated like the mother*cking queen around here.

As I trudge into the bathroom, my dad stops me by saying:

"Can't you greet?"

Can you not see I don't want to talk right now?

I turn around grumpily, and do the tiniest curtsey, muttering something along the lines of 'good morning Daddy.'

"Do it properly. Get down on both knees and say it clearly."

F*ck you.

So, I turn around, get down on both knees and say 'Good Morning Daddy!' In the fakest happy voice I can muster up. Then I turn around and stomp into the bathroom.

I use the toilet, have a bath and when I've finished cream myself. But that's not all, oh no. Every few minutes, whether it be my mum or dad, someone would open the door into my room and stare at me for like 15 seconds. And all the while, I would stare back at them, not moving at all. It didn't matter whether I was naked or just in my underwear. They would still come and stare.

This has happened since I was seven.

And I'm eleven right now.

So after I put my uniform on, I went back into the bathroom to brush my teeth. Yes, I brush my teeth before I eat. Well, I don't really eat. I only drink milk for breakfast. Not because my parents starve me. Its just because... Milk is delicious.

BEEP. BEEP
Oh, it's a text. Who from?

Oh. Her.

Sapphire: Should I come to pick u up?

Shit. Can I say no? I don't want her to think I don't care anymore. I'll just say yes.

Katrina: Nah, I'll come pick you up. See you °^°

*sigh*

Here we go. Were off to see the toxic, the disgusting toxic of Wales.