Johnny Cake.

"Everyone, pay attention!" Ms. Hicks called. Ms. Hicks is my algebra teacher. One of the four that just don't get me. They don't understand that it's just hard for me to grasp onto things. So instead of just being someone who needs a little meer help, I'm dumb. It was bad enough I flunked this year, now they just treat me like I don't know nothing. "We have a new student. Her name is Torie Drew."
I just shook my head. Does it really look like any of us care? I mean, it's January 1st of 1966. The new jaar has finally come. We don't need no "new student" to "brighten up" our day. Then Torie ended...

Why can't they just stop fighting? I'm sick of all the screaming and hitting and pushing. It's bad enough when they just do it towards each other, but now it's aimed towards me too! Usually they don't hit me unless their super drunk, but I guess they decided that they want to take their anger out on me instead of each other!!

Flashback...

"You are worthless!!!! u don't even deserve to be alive!! u should listen to all those stupid socs and just kill yourself!!" My parents say as they throw me up against the uithangbord and stempel, punch me in my stomach as I slide down the dirty walls. Over and over again...