I'm Broken

Hungry?

As soon as I got off the bus, I didn't go inside my house instead I went out to the garden it was peaceful. From all the stress that was on my shoulders it made me feel better. I like to talk to the plants I felt like they knew what I was going through. Soon as I saw my touch truck pull into the driveway I immediately went into the house went into my and locked the door. My dad doesn't appreciate me going outside and looking at the garden. So I lock myself in my room. I like to be alone sometimes, especially when my dad's home. He likes to yell and drink alot when mom is not home. My mom moved out two weeks ago so he has been yelling and drinking alot lately. So I only eat when I have to. Most of the time I can't eat lunch at school because of the money issue. I tell evey one in fine and not hungry but really I'm so hungry I fill like my stomach is eating my insides. So I unlocked my bedroom door and went to the kitchen. "Hey kiddo can you hand me another beer." My father said looking at me in a chair that was surrounded by beers. I grabbed a beer from the fridge and some goldfish. I tossed the beer to him and went to my room. As soon I was in my room I felt safe again. I don't eat anything that morning I just got my stuff for school and got on the bus. I sat alone like normal people didn't like me because the see my house. I get judged alot but who doesn't right, I wish people would just give me chance. I talk alot I love to leason.