Why Its Worth It

My Life in a Nutshell

POV-Kura
How could you?... How could any person tell you to kill yourself unless they are prepared to kill me with there own two hands. Until the day I see someone pull out a weapon to kill me I don't want to hear any more of this crap. "She's just an ugly pig anyway,"Cota snickered to a few of his friends. Why would anyone be treated with such disgrace? it's angering. Of course all this had to be happening in front of Haru. I'm surprised that he's still in the room considering how he has soccer. I started to pack my things when Cota slapped them out of my hands onto the floor making a loud smack sound as the folders hit the floor. The room became silent.

"Look at the dog playing fetch," Dimitri said as I got down on my hands and knees to pick up my folders. After he said that Haru stood up and walked over to my desk. He slammed his hand on the desk and yelled "WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE!!!" Every one looked at him in shock while Haru got down to help me. "T-thank you but it doesn't matter..." I said keeping my eyes glued to the floor to avoid eye contact. "It does matter. To me at least." Haru said quietly. I looked up with my face red but he had already started walking away. My things where neatly placed on my desk and I put them into my dark purple book bag that had a few stains from maybe 3rd grade? I threw the bag over my shoulder and started walking away from my now empty desk.

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I walked into my house seeing my mom on the kitchen island with a bottle of beer in one hand and a box cutter in the other. I walked over to my sleeping mother and wiped her face dry of all her tears. I took the bottle and box cutter from her and put them away.
She had cut's on one of her arms but this wasn't new to me. After I wrapped her arm with some gauze I went to my room.

I walked in hearing the sound of the creaky door as I opened it. I threw my backpack to the ground flopping onto my bed like a limp noodle. I lay there thinking about what Haru did today. What if he likes me!!...wait..no that's impossible. In my state of slight sadness I got up from my bed, changed into some casual clothes and grabbed 2 bags of chips. "I'm heading out mom," I called as I walked out of the house. I walked for a while until i came across Parkland Woods elementary school. I walked in and told them I was asking for Suka Prenadin, my younger brother who is in 1st grade. He came out with his lego ninja back pack and lunch box. I gave him the red Doritos and took his hand as we started to walk home. "Today we made airplanes that go WHOOOOOSHHHH, and when we caught one we would get a gold sticker!" He pulled out a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to me. I took it and found a chip powder stains and a bunch of small golden stars. "How nice," I smiled and gave him the paper back. He took it and shoved it back in his pocket. We walked the rest of the way home talking about paper planes.