As i turn to leave my room for school i stop at the mirror, my long sleve shirt is just long enough to cover up the bruises on my arms, but the ones on my neck and face are still visible.
"Mirror mirror on the wall" i say out loud to myself "who's the fairest of them all?" I raise my hand and meet my hands reflection in the mirror.
"obviously not you" i can hear it say back to me "your bruises are still to noticeable and you are just going to get laughed at the whole intire time you are out there, cause you know kids can speak freely when dominic isnt around". Its just a mirror who cares what it says. I make eye contact with myself.
"I could break you right now if i wanted too, i really could. But i am going to be the bigger person here!" I open my door and i see martha standing there. I know she heard me speaking to myself, i know she is worried about me.
"What are you just standing there for dont you have work to do?" i sign to her. We are lucky that we have martha, her sister is deaf and she had to learn sign language. Martha nodded her head and then walked away. I go to the garage. What car shall i drive to school today? Shall i make all the kids jealous and drive my moms Ferrari or should i just go with the everyday Corvette? Lets go with the run down beaten up Volkswagen beetle then ill fit right in. Even though it is the oldest and most run down dirty car that we have, i love it. It is my favorite.
It takes me five minutes to get to school. I hate to listen to music but lets turn on the radio shall we? The minute i turn it on this christian radio crap starts blaring. All i hear is "Jesus we're living for your name we'll never be ashamed of you" before i quickly change the channel. I dont even know why people listen to the stuff. If you are going to waist you time listening to music it might as well be music that actually means something.
"Mirror mirror on the wall" i say out loud to myself "who's the fairest of them all?" I raise my hand and meet my hands reflection in the mirror.
"obviously not you" i can hear it say back to me "your bruises are still to noticeable and you are just going to get laughed at the whole intire time you are out there, cause you know kids can speak freely when dominic isnt around". Its just a mirror who cares what it says. I make eye contact with myself.
"I could break you right now if i wanted too, i really could. But i am going to be the bigger person here!" I open my door and i see martha standing there. I know she heard me speaking to myself, i know she is worried about me.
"What are you just standing there for dont you have work to do?" i sign to her. We are lucky that we have martha, her sister is deaf and she had to learn sign language. Martha nodded her head and then walked away. I go to the garage. What car shall i drive to school today? Shall i make all the kids jealous and drive my moms Ferrari or should i just go with the everyday Corvette? Lets go with the run down beaten up Volkswagen beetle then ill fit right in. Even though it is the oldest and most run down dirty car that we have, i love it. It is my favorite.
It takes me five minutes to get to school. I hate to listen to music but lets turn on the radio shall we? The minute i turn it on this christian radio crap starts blaring. All i hear is "Jesus we're living for your name we'll never be ashamed of you" before i quickly change the channel. I dont even know why people listen to the stuff. If you are going to waist you time listening to music it might as well be music that actually means something.