The idea for this story has been haunting me for a while now. I finally had the time to write it. So here it is.(this is completely made up) NOT ONE BIT IS TRUE!!!!!!!

Problems

6/16/08

Dad hit mom again. I don't know what to do. I'm afraid one day, he'll lose it and maybe kill me or mom. I'm 13 years old and I'm the one everyone leans on; house work, homework, pets, meals, and even a counselor to my mom. No one helps me out. And anyway, aren't teenagers supposed to have friends, freedom, and stuff in their room?

I've got a bed. No phone of any kind, no desk. No dresser even. Anyway, why would I need one, when I have only two outfits- a pair of jeans, some cargo shorts, a black t-shirt and a green t-shirt. Oh. And a pair of socks and shoes, a bra and 2 pairs of underwear. They all need to be constantly washed. School's stupid…no friends, nothing to look forward to and I'm failing every class. Dad beats me every time I bring home a report card and it asks for a parent to come in. He hates it because h knows he'll have to think of an excuse for why my mom and I look like we got mauled by a cougar. That's actually what I call my dad-Cougar- he actually enjoys the nickname. I'm not sure why but, hey as long as I don't get beat, I'm fine. Oh blast it all! The Cougar's coming up. Better go.

6/17/08

I can't talk long. I have maybe ten minutes so this is going to be a short entry. The Cougar caught me writing a broke all the fingers of my left hand. He said if he caught me again…don't think about it. Not pleasant. I figured out something. I need an escape. A place, person or thought…It doesn't matter. I've also got some thing I need to get off my chest. I've been having weird dreams lately. I'm in a dark room and I'm all alone. A small circle of light is shining on me- like a spotlight kind of thing. Then I see a little rock and it turns into a bright blue light that resembles the sun. Like a blue mini sun. I've had this dream for a few weeks now, every single night. I also somehow managed to pass 8th grade even though I had F's in every class. Strange isn't it? I'll write more in a few days. The Cougar's coming up.

6/20/08

In the store today, I saw a girl. We were in the same checkout line, so I tried to talk to her. Her name's Zania. Long black hair, eyes like little emeralds, and not to mention she's the same age as me. She was wearing the coolest pants I've ever seen; big white baggy pants with black stitching and they had metal accents and chains all over them- chain pants as she referred to them. She wore a jacket but it had no zipper, so a pull over jacket and it wasn't made of leather or raincoat material. It was pretty much a long sleeved shirt with a hood. It had a ferocious winged lizard on the front- she called it a 'dragon'. She looked as if I was crazy not to know what a dragon was, but giving that I wasn't permitted to see a lot of things most teens are quite familiar with, I didn't seem too bothered by it. Another thing, I didn't tell her a thing about my home-life, but she seemed to understand my situation. I better go. If the Cougar thinks I've been at the store too long, he might get suspicious. I could write all day long if I could sigh .

6/21/08

I saw Zania again today. She couldn't be allowed to drive could she? I saw her in the driver's seat of a big black truck. I don't know what model it was and didn't catch the company's logo. I did see a strange symbol on it though. It almost resembled a person's face, but in an abstract way. It was really blocky and industrial. It looked almost robotic…I'll fill in details as I go on. I'll go. I'm getting pretty tired giving I'm writing a t… DANG! 3: 57 am. TTYL.