By the way...I quit the work I was in, after Michael and I made up so I have no work again....
I got my grades up....higher than ever....I got my friends back...even if they had their trusts in me wavered and ...I know that Michael loves me....I thank God for all gave me so much blessings. What could destroy my life???If there is I hope it doesn't come.I hope.
Like any other day ,I walk to school with my bestfriends, and when we reached school I saw a teacher....He wasn't just an ordinary teacher. he was the first person who ruined my life...
(Flashback)
When I was around seventh grade, my parents and I were living in an apartment . We had a neighbor named Brad was good to us and after some time he usually felt our house as his own. and then...
One day, my parents told Brad to guard me and so he did. That day I saw Brad sniffing something so I asked "Yo! what's that?" He said something valuable and I needed to keep it our secret but since I'm a seventh grade I guessed that it was drugs and said " Hey stop sniffing that!!!You'll get yourself killed with that!!!!...I'm telling mom and dad!!" so I picked up the phone and called mom but before she could ever pick up her phone,Brad tossed it and it fell on the floor" I said nobody would know it, right?!"Then he went to the kitchen and took a knife but before he reached me I shouted to my phone "Mommy help me!!!!" Then he went near me holding the knife somewhat pointing it to me and said" You can not talk anymore if I cut your tongue right?!?" When he was about to stab me, my parents came in and pushed him away from me. Mom took me while dad fight against him. He stabbed dad and gave a bad scar to me and my mom. Good for us that the police came before it could get any worse. However, my dad did not make it. Brad was up for trial in court and was sentenced to jail. We had dad buried and we transferred to another residence.....
I was in shock that I called my mom..."Mom...Mom...He's here in school.....get me here mom...please....I can't go home....I'm scared"I said it to mom with a petrified mom went there to talk with the police and they told mom that he was freed a year ago, due to his good performance in the rehab and in jail duties. I was so scared that my mom called her friend, who is a phsycoanalist to check on me for awhile. Michael was so worried about me that, he went to my house to check me find out ways to bring back Brad in jail so she left me with Michael. Mom found out that the only way to bring him back to prison is that if he does something wierd again like killing another person or serious injury to a person.
We went back to my school to check out if he is there and...HE IS!!!! and....HE SAW US!!! He was about to go near us, when my mom went near me to hold me tight and Brad said"I'm sorry for what I did before, It was because of the drugs I took in before. Mom held my hands and we step backward cause we both see....drugs...drugs in his pocket...Luckily, I got to shout before he ever got near us "Help us!!!! Some drug addict is here!!!!"
He held a knife just like he used to do before but then...my mom was stabbed...right in front of me again...like my dad...by the same person...for thesame reason "AAAAHHHHHH!!!!!" I could not do anything but shout....Michael ran to us and carried my mom to his car. The security guard caught him and called the cops... We rushed mom to the hospital but it was too late. My mom was dead on arrival as they said, I couldn't believe it, my mom...is now dead. Michael held my hands so tight and he grabbed me and gave me the hug I needed.
After five years, I am with Michael already...We are both in college and I support my school fees by my work. I sued Brad and he was sent to jail...and this time, he can't get out of it anymore. My mom left me a lot of money but I won't use it for now.I will use it when the time comes..I just know when it will...I just need to wait. The only time that I will use it is when I'm in indire need.