A Story Out Of The Air, chapter 1
Here is my life: crap school, crap home, crap family, city of crapness.
Ever since I started Maytree Secondary school it has been so and it sucks. I am quite simple and plain, short brown hair, hazel coloured eyes regular height etc etc of which I could list forever but I am not going to go into it now, I cant be bothered. I have a few friends but no one close, well, I'm not even close to my family. When I was 12 my parents split up and my dad moved to live in an apartment in London and I haven't seen or heard from him since. I don't care though cause he's a bastard. When he left my mum kind of had a mental breakdown and was depressed and an alcoholic and my sister and I had had to go into a home for a while which was really bad times. For the last 2 years or so we've been living with mum and she's avoided alcohol and it has 'been on the up' as she says. Well, maybe for her but not for me.
Our school is divided up into different groups: there is the 'popular group' made up of the 'cheerleading blonde bimbo extrodinaires' like Kate and Daisy, then there are 'the geeks', the 'music ppl', the 'absolute idiots' and the 'random other ppl who don't really belong to a group' group. I'm in the last group. I always have been and I suppose I always will.
I was walking home from school and I was told it was the 14th of March. There isn't many roads you have to cross to get home and it's only a 10 min walk from the school but in that short time I ended up walking out in front of a massive 4x4 jeep and breaking more bones in both my legs than I thought I had. I was walking (walking, huh sounds so painful now) down the round daydreaming as usual when I lost my foot on the curb causing myself to buckle and fall sideways into the road. At that very same moment a massive black jeep swerved missing my head and slamming into my lower legs instead. The pain was inscrutable. It was like a massive oak tree falling down in a tornado and squashing a car beneath it. Next thing I knew I was in hospital waiting for the verdict...
Ever since I started Maytree Secondary school it has been so and it sucks. I am quite simple and plain, short brown hair, hazel coloured eyes regular height etc etc of which I could list forever but I am not going to go into it now, I cant be bothered. I have a few friends but no one close, well, I'm not even close to my family. When I was 12 my parents split up and my dad moved to live in an apartment in London and I haven't seen or heard from him since. I don't care though cause he's a bastard. When he left my mum kind of had a mental breakdown and was depressed and an alcoholic and my sister and I had had to go into a home for a while which was really bad times. For the last 2 years or so we've been living with mum and she's avoided alcohol and it has 'been on the up' as she says. Well, maybe for her but not for me.
Our school is divided up into different groups: there is the 'popular group' made up of the 'cheerleading blonde bimbo extrodinaires' like Kate and Daisy, then there are 'the geeks', the 'music ppl', the 'absolute idiots' and the 'random other ppl who don't really belong to a group' group. I'm in the last group. I always have been and I suppose I always will.
I was walking home from school and I was told it was the 14th of March. There isn't many roads you have to cross to get home and it's only a 10 min walk from the school but in that short time I ended up walking out in front of a massive 4x4 jeep and breaking more bones in both my legs than I thought I had. I was walking (walking, huh sounds so painful now) down the round daydreaming as usual when I lost my foot on the curb causing myself to buckle and fall sideways into the road. At that very same moment a massive black jeep swerved missing my head and slamming into my lower legs instead. The pain was inscrutable. It was like a massive oak tree falling down in a tornado and squashing a car beneath it. Next thing I knew I was in hospital waiting for the verdict...
