My Life Is A Road That Is Cracked And Broken
CH. 1 MY LIFE IS A ROAD THAT IS CRACKED AND BROKEN
A/N: Expect some minor errors here and there this is my first story ever.
It was the last day of school I thought as I waited for my bus to come and pick me up. I am a depressed teen my name is Oskar, 14 years of age, average teen, and my life is shit, everyday I go to school some teacher yells at me, my friends harass me, or I get bad grades and my dad yells at me (not anymore as he died along with my mother in a car crash). Anyways I find the bus coming my way and it stops and opens the doors.
"Yay! Last day in hell for 1/4 of a year!" I say to myself in a sarcastic way.
I get on and as soon as I get on I get pelted with spitballs. I take the abuse and wipe it off and just sit down. This is a normal thing for me if anybody is wondering so I ignored it but it boils up on the inside making me more mad and mad each time they do it! I went inside the school and into my homeroom and the teacher wasn't there so I walked over to my desk. In doing so Bryan tripped me and something inside me poured over this time.
"YOU LITTLE BITCH!" " WHY I OUTTA PUNCH YOU IN THE GUT FOR THAT" I raged.
As soon as I said this his fist flew at me and I ducked and threw a punch at his stomach. He fell to the ground and unfortunately the teacher walked right as I threw the pounds at him.
"WHAT ON EARTH DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING!" the teacher shouted at me.
...shit....I thought as I saw those red eyes staring into my soul.
"He punched me Mrs. James!" Bryan said in a little bitchy voice.
That little bitch! I screamed in my head. Even though the teacher was present I felt like punching him right then and there again. At this time I realized this caught everyone's attention in the room.
I went to the Principle's office and we had a talk that i will regret later.
"You know why your in here boy?" he asked in a stern voice.'
"Cuz that bitch tripped me!" I yelled.
"You just don't get it do it do you?" "I've had enough of this crap with you and everyone lately!" "It seems like your the cause of all this" He said angrily.
"I got up and he tripped me thats what happened I swear!" I shouted.
He shook his head in disbelief.
"HOLY SHIT!" "YOU NEVER LISTEN TO ME OR WHAT I HAVE TO SAY JUST BECAUSE IM DIFFERENT AND NO ONE ELSE CARES ABOUT ME!" I gave him the finger and walked out of the room without permission and thats where shit got bad. He grabbed me, pulled me back in the room and gave ,e a shouting lecture.
I was picked up from school and taken home. I sat in my room and pouted to myself for what felt like a billion years.
I was suspended for a month. What have I done I thought a million times as I paced in my room which was little. Ever since my Mom and Dad died I was taken care by Tony, a usually drunk 25 year old brother of mine. He is a nice guy but he doesn't care where I am as long as he is not a future criminal he doesn't care where I am.
I sit on my bed feeling very depressed I go onto my bed and on my iPhone and watch My little Pony, this is my favorite show to watch when i am sad, depressed, or hurt. It is a world of color and happiness while mine is a grey world of nothing and sadness. I feel really bad because nobody is my friends and someone in school today said he hated me and if I were you I would just go and die. I felt horrible and broken. I stop the video and watch videos of Ditzy Doo she is my favorite character because I have lazy eyes too and she is funny and cool. I get a text from someone its a long one. How did they get my texting #?
Thanks a lot dumb ass! You got both of us in trouble ya moron. Im sick and tired of you if killing people were aloud i'd kill you bitch! Your eyes are weird your ugly and your just too different. I fucking hate you. Get a fucking life and be a normal person.
Something about the word different punctured my heart. I felt like I just got stabbed. I cried for 2 hours and when I was done. Something changed inside me like I had no purpose and that I should die.
I went online and searched how to make a noose. I made it, hung it up in my closet on a pipe, and typed a long note.
Dear everybody that reads this,
Im sorry if I did anything to anyone! My life is a Road that is broken and cracked. I can't stand any of this anymore! Im ending my life today because I've discovered I have no use and nobody wants me on this earth anymore so Im leaving.
Now dead,
Oskar
I set the suicide note down on my bed and I went into the closet I put a stool there and got up I cried and I counted down the numbers to kicking the stool out from under me.
Three
Two
On - *FIZZLE FIZZLE CRACK POMF*
I opened my eyes to the noise that interrupted my suicide and I found on my bed a gray mass with yellowish hair. It got up yawned stretched and opened its eyes.
I found myself staring into the golden eyes of a pony, but not any ordinary pony, a specific pony.
"Oh my fucking god..." I said quietly
"Its...Its...you"
"Are you talking to me, Mister?" She said in a confused voice
"You're..Ditzy Doo!" I said a little louder
End of Chapter 1
Next Chapter: My one and only
