(This is the first part, i will add the rest later.)
I have a dream, but nobody seems to think I can do it, but I know if I put my mind to it, I can do anything!!
MONDAY MORNING:
Mondays are always the same for me, well when I think about it the whole week is the same. It was raining outside, not a surprise, I can’t remember the last time I saw the sun. I pulled the blankets of me and got up out of bed, when I came into the light of the lounge, it just about blinded me. There was a note stuck to the fridge, I pulled it of and read it while I got a drink.
Good Morning Honey. Hope you had a good sleep, and I hope you have an even better day at school, remember knowledge is power. Oh and before you leave can you put tea on. (120c) Thanks. See you tonight sweetheart. P.S. I might be a little late but you just eat your tea I’ll have it when I get in.
That’s pretty much how mine and mums relationship was, I didn’t see her much now she has gotten her new job. I grabbed the cereal out of the cupboard and poured it into a bowl, slowly trying to make it take longer the necessary. I sat and ate it while flicking through one of mums, women’s weekly magazines. Apparently, the colour that suits me best it light blue. I completely lost track of time, by the time I was finished my breakfast and, finished reading, it was 8:30am. I quickly stood up and rinsed my plate, and put it in the dishwasher, and flicked the tea on. I ran into my brother’s room and flicked his light on and a moaning voice came from the pile of blankets.
“Come on your going to be late for school.” “You can use mums shower, now hurry up.”
I grabbed a towel from the cupboard, and turned the shower on. I looked at myself in the mirror my hair was a mess, it was usually long and straight, this morning it looked like a crows nest. Thousands of knots, through out my brown hair. There were big black rings under my eyes, I hadn’t been sleeping very well lately, and I keep having strange nightmares. I had lots of spots usual teenage stuff which was so annoying!!! The bathroom was the only place I didn’t feel embarrassed to do what I loved to do. I took my hairbrush of one of the shelves and started to sing. My mum always said I was very good, but mum doesn’t have enough money to get me into a good school. She said one day, you can but not today, she’s been saying that for the last 5 years. I got so caught up in my singing, I just about didn’t hear the knock at the door, but I did hear the annoying voice come booming through it.
“WOULD YOU BE QUIET, YOU’RE SO ANNOYING!!”
No one ever liked me to sing, I don’t think it’s because they thought I wasn’t good, I think it’s because they think I should do something better with my life. My Grandparents say it’s not a real job. The only person that would support me was Dad, but he’s not here anymore, he went to heaven. I wish I could hear his voice, reassuring me that I could do anything I put my mind to. After Dad died Mum wasn’t handling it very well she didn’t like to be at home, so that’s when she took her new job, so she could work later.
It was 8:50am now, I was late as usual but It didn’t bother me, I hoped into my car I got for my seventeenth birthday, (I think mum was hoping the car would make me forget about, my singing). Of course it didn’t work. I turned the radio up really loud and just sung my heart out the whole way to school. I turned up at school at 9:00am I could see my class, from where I parked I grabbed my bag, and walked towards it preparing myself for what was coming. I took a deep breath outside of the classroom, and opened the door. When I walked in everyone’s eyes were on me.
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