Chapter 6
It is Monday morning and I have to go back to school today I am not very thrilled at having to wake up at six O’ clock in the morning again but I think it will be good to go back. So I go get Grant ready and then I go to my room to pick out my new outfit and then dry my hair and put make up on. Grant and I wake our mother up to get us to school and I was in a great mood and so was our mom so this morning is of to a great start.
I enter the school building and I am a little excited to recite my poem to my class and Ms. Vivid I hope she will like it. Gosh just listen to me actually care about what my English teacher Ms. Vivid thinks. I sit down and then Ms. Vivid starts to talk.
“Alright class who would like to recite their poem first?”
“I would love to Ms. Vivid”
“Great Crystal come on up and share.”
“My parents have broken my heart.
They break me until I fall apart.
Only they can see that I am broken.
But wait I have not even spoken.
I spent hours on this poem, writing tell dawn.
I cry and fall apart because I know it only will make you yawn.
Don’t you know what your drinking does to me?
It breaks me until you say let me be.
Only they can ignore what everyone else can see.
My own parents the ones I love could care less about me!”
“Crystal may I please talk to you outside for a moment.”
“Um ok yes of course I guess.”
Ms vivid start to talk to me she told me that it must have bee hard to write that. I explained that it was not so bad once I believed it, felt it, and saw it. She smiled and she told me that I should definitely submit that poem to the young poets writing contest. I smiled and I told her that was a great idea. I just hope that my parents will see that this poem is not only trying to attack them it is trying to show them I want them in my life and that I miss them. I hope that the beauty of writing will show them this is no laughing matter.
I told grant about what Ms. Vivid to told me today then he told me he would like if I would read it to him. I agreed to.
“My parents have broken my heart.”
They break me until I fall apart.
Only they can see that I am broken.
But wait I have not even spoken.
I spent hours on this poem, writing tell dawn.
I cry and fall apart because I know it only will make you yawn.
Don’t you know what your drinking does to me?
It breaks me tares us apart until you say let me be.
Only they can ignore what everyone else can see.
My own parents could care less about me.”
My brother leans in to give me a hug and he told me it was amazing a little sad but amazing. He told me I should so read that at the contest so mom and dad would maybe listen. It told him that was a brilliant idea. I began to think if this could actually change my parents, and if it did would it be worth it to break their heart in front of an audience. Only I could make this decision and it was time I made a change.
I was starting to get closer to ms vivid. She wanted be to talk about my feelings and she wanted me to reach out to someone. So I decide to talk to her and the consular I finally felt comfortable telling my life story. Ms Vivid finally viewed me differently she saw I was a broken girl trying to find my way and it only was going to get harder for me the older I would get I would have to bite my lip and go with it. It was going to be a long three years before I graduate. The consular tries to find ways for me to deal and I told her that I had to grow up and just find my own way out of this bad situation was going to be a lesson for me I had to learn how to fight. I told them I am not worried about making it through I am worried how I am going to win this poetry competition. My main priority is to make a point not to win my parents heart or trust. I just need to go out there and win.
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