Today was crap - really really crap.
I got up in the morning and put some old clothes on seen as I would be doing the garden. I started giving the fence a new paint of coat, even though just the one looked fine to me. As I was painting that arse Zack walked by. Neither of us spoke a word as he passed me, I think he gets the message. I really don't like him, he's got a right smug face, I know he is up to something.
After the fence was done I mowed the lawn. Zack, 'the little darling' kindly brought him moms round for me to use, 'what a sweetheart.' The arse. It was well into the afternoon once I had finished and when I got inside Zack had already gone - thank God. Mom then asked me to go to the grocery store to get her some Nicotine patches, Zack doesn't like her smoking, so she thinks its better if she stops. I can't believe her, I always tell her she should stop, especially with Cazzy breathing in her polluted air, second hand smoke is more lethal - but none of that mattered. Yet her new fancy boy doesn't like it so she stops! Jesus, if he said 'Jump,' shed ask 'how high?'
After I got her some patches I decided to take Caz for a walk to get some fresh air, seen as she is cooped up inside all day breathing in that shit. I just wish I had known what was going to happen so I could have left her at home where she is safe. Mom made me take her in her pram and I didn't mind doing so. I took her all over the place, until we took a shortcut home through the back of the shops and round the garages.
I was passing through when the next thing I know, something smashes into my face and then I'm on the floor. Craig, John, Matt; pretty much all of their crew were their, and I didn't get the chance to get back up, seen as they all decided to jump in on me. Eventually I managed to land a few swings in here and their but they didn't do any damage. They pretty much beat me up for a while until they decided I'd got the message. I was on the floor again when they left - but my only concern was Cazzy. Her pram was sat just a few feet away untouched thank God, and she was fine - she could have been sleeping for how calm she was - the noise didn't disturb her one bit!
Anyway I am going to find everyone of Craig's little crew and get them on their own and beat the shit out of every single one of them. Especially John, seen as the other day I stopped him from getting jumped, yet he did the exact thing I stopped from happening to me just days later! He is a right pussy and I can't wait to get my hands around his throat in a fair fight.
When I got home mom went berserk. According to her I went out causing trouble which put our Carol in danger! I tried to explain that I got jumped, its as simple as that, but she says that I obviously brought my ass kicking on myself. She has no idea what goes on outside her backyard the retard. I went upstairs in the bathroom and cleaned myself up. There's mostly bruises on my face and chest along with swelling. There sore as hell but that's pretty much it - no blood his time; but their will be when I find those jerks one by one.
After I'd finished I bathed Cazzy and put her to bed, and I'm off now too. My stomach is killing and I have a banging headache. I just hope our Caz decides to sleep tonight instead of scream her head off.
Jack.