The four Promises

Leaving for good

The bell rang. Lunch was over. As I walked up the stairs the bright sun warmed my back as it poured through the huge glass windows and swallowed the lobby in sunlight. I didn't want to go to math my grades were horrible and I stopped trying,it was wearing me out...consuming my life...like the rest of school and that's all my parents cared about.

What felt like years was only a couple of hours and school was done for the day. I was in no hurry to get home because I knew the moment I stepped inside my parents would bombard me with questions and saying how much I'm a disappointment to them.

I got home...took a deep breath, opened the door and sure enough "Tobi! get in here right now!" my mom yelled from the living room. I practically dragged myself there and answered "yes mom?"

"Your grades are a mess and if you dont get them up you will be at a boarding school"

I rolled my eyes but she saw. " How can you roll your eyes at me! I pay for a great education for you and you just throw it all away! have you even seen your English grade I mean honestly you need to-"

As she talked her voice trailed off and I was no longer listening, all I could hear is the muffled yelling and disappointment I'm used to hearing.

She finally stopped talking and went back to reading her book. I walked to my bedroom, closed the door and swung my heavy backpack along with all the crap I give about school into the corner of my messy room. I fell onto my bed and stared at the ceiling then turned my head to look where my sisters neat, clean bed lay so peacefully but with a emptiness that could never be filled.

My sister died of cancer 8 months ago and it stills makes me cry myself to sleep every night and she was the one who kept me sane while mom and dad weren't.

I miss her so much she was all I had and after her death mom and dad just got crazier, her bed just sits there among my clothes that scatter the room and no matter how messy my room gets, her neatly made bed gives the impression of always being clean and so I do not dare to go over there and ruin the peace that lies with the bed.

I did my homework while listening to music and as soon as relaxation came it was gone and broken by the yell that dinner was ready. I sat at the table pushing my food around. The only sound was the forks bumping against the glass plates as no one made a sound.

"so want to talk to your daughter about her grades?" my mom asked my dad.

"ugh what is it now? I dont need to put up with my money going to waste on something you dont even try hard on." my dad said to me but not making eye contact.

I was done with their bull crap and didn't want to put up with theirs as much as they didn't want to put up with mine.

I stood up slammed my chair back making it hit the ground with a loud thud, My mom dropped her fork and was ready to argue and yell but before she could I spoke first " I cant stand you guys! You're always disappointed in me and you make me miserable!" my dad opened his mouth to say something but before he could I ran to my room shoved some clothes in a backpack, and zipped it up. I paused and heard nothing but the wind pushing against the house, I looked at my sisters bed once more...a tear fell from my eye. I pulled my sleeve from my sweatshirt up and wiped it away.

I closed my bedroom door and stopped once looking at my parents. My moms face was buried in her hands and my dad looked at me with remorse.

I tried to reason with myself but all I could feel was hatred for how they treated me. I walked away swiftly and unlocked the door, I opened the door and a cool breeze rushed over me and sent shivers throughout my body, I slammed it behind me rushing out into the cool night air not knowing where I was going but finally leaving behind my problems...at least....that's what I thought.

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