Ahh what a boring Science class, I retorted in my mind as a I reached the row of lockers in my high school. Just opening my locker door I felt a long crackling and burning sensation run from the back of my shoulder to half way down my back. Being to worked up in the pain I most likely let out a high pitched eek; Because as I turned around everyone in the hallway was starring questioningly at my teary eyes. Frantically my eyes started pacing through the amount of people looking for some friendly face to help me out. Ah good old molly I can always count on her to cheer me up as I hear her yell Alright move along nothing to see ... gees everyone is so nosey in this town! listening to this comment being screamed through the hall I gave a light hearted laugh to see her quickly dodging people to get to my locker. I take that back maybe I screeched louder than I thought. Immediately her eyes were drawn to my back right were the pain had kicked in; Molly was the only one who knew what went on at home. I have an extremely physco, weird and abusive family. To start the drama off, when my mom was 19, and in college she completely left her past and family in Cali and ran off with some cute guy named joe. Notice joe is my father but because he is always drunk, high and abusive he doesnt deserve the title to be called DAD. They soon got married and moved to the east coast but for some odd reason that I yet to unfold my mom didnt invite her family to the wedding. Just wait it gets weirder; My little sis Burtie and myself have never met our moms side of the family. Sure weve met our dad but never the moms, from what I know if my mom left them all in the past then they must be criminals in California or she just never wanted to see them again. Lastly the abusive problem; Joe was on his way to becoming member on the US Ski team when he altogether wrecked his ACL. He is fortunate to be walking but he cant ski anymore which took all of his happiness and love right out of him. This leads to why he is always drunk he cant forget he has to mop around all day and complain about his life.
BULLSHIT

so my dad uses his pain on me, at age 5 he started training my for downhill skiing; some say he only want whats best for me. But I cant reason with that if molly and myself know that he hurts me.

Ok this now leads into my last part of this physco family I have. I say it happens most when both mom & Joe are drunk but the weird thing to it is
it normally has to do with snowboarding. It could just be me but strangely enough I think that it's a hidden clue to the California family I have. My mom & joe especially have a huge hatred towards Shaun white and his family or any other snowboarding person I bring up. Yet I talk about him a lot, so this could be understandable. This is how I got my recent gash, talking about how he made it into the Olympics. Youd think I would learn to keep my mouth shut after last weeks episode (they bruised the whole side of my rib cadge) but NO im not to smart.

I distantly heard molly saying "kara this has to stop, if it doesn't soon I might have to tell." After hearing this I instantly tuned back into the convo and said "NO, they'd kill me you can't." "Im trusting you just fix it!" "fine, by the way molly my birthday is this friday and I'am in the mood for a party! so do you think yo can come!" Forgeting about the little mishap that just happened my face was excited it was my birthday! "Yes ofcourse I can come" she yelled

That Evening
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Molly called me later that night around 8. So Kara her voice came out of the ear piece in a sing songy tone what do you want for you birthday. Oh my birthday well you know there is the ussh. Even to myself I came out sounding bored I wasnt really thinking about my birthday truthfully. No, No none of that I want originality - Car. Well since you asked then if you want to get theses goggles if not then the white album. Wow you want the beatles album,Sorry I meant the Shaun white album." "I think that can be arranged." "Great, now i know what your getting me." Trying to sound anoyed. durring the rest of our coversation I kept thinking about my foreign family. I was turning 15 tomorrow and couldnt believe that as much hatred my mother had toward her sister and her family she wouldnt let us see them.
Wow something is definitely up
I cant stand it anymore molly. I screamed What, you cant stand my hair because thats what I was saying before you drifted off into your own world! Yeah about that I was thinking, No molly dear your hair is fine! But I have to go talk to the mother about tomorrow. Mmkay just dont do anything stupid. Not answering her question I just said if all goes well Ill talk to you at school. And hung up the phone. Truly not knowing what my brain was telling me feet to do I quickly ran down the stairs and walked calmly into the kitchen. Checking to see if the parents were intoxicated I Scanned the table cautiously. Are you hungry or something, cause your just standing there? Joe splattered out, my fist clenched at the way he said that and my mother noticing my angry face gently ask What can I do for you. Once my mom said those words my brain completely went loose. Well to start it off my birthday is In 2 DAYS, Hmm I bet its a shock to you, and since Im turning 16 and the only thing you could bring to me would be my family! when the last word left my mouth I covered my lips and started breathing heavily awaiting for the beast to strike. A look of exasperation rose from my moms face when she spoke the word I had been waiting to hear from her forever. Cara your right you are 15 and mature enough to understand your family.

Wait a second did she just say what I think she said
yep

But Joe in the background didnt seem to happy at her answer.
"Cara,if thats what you want i'll see what I can do." Giving my mom a slight hug I ran upstairs did my bed time ritual; pulled on a pair of flannel checker pj and a semi tight shirt and fell asleep listening to mother mother by The Veronicas