BEEP BEEP BEEP

"uuuuuuuuggghhhh"

"JASON!"

"zzzzzzz"

"JASON!"

"WHAT?!" I said as I woke up

"Your gonna miss the bus if you don't get up!"

"mmmkay dad!" I said rolling over to look for my shoes

THUMP

"ouch!" I said as i hit the floor"this bed isn't the same as my old one!"

"what do you mean?" asks my little sister Ally

She's 11,skinny,jet-black hair,and about no patintecne when she wakes up

I,on the other hand,am 15,have deep brown hair, ADHD,and can't stay still

"i mean i fell off again!" I said angrily

"JASON!"

"You're lucky your bus doesn't come for another 2 hours Ally!" I said as i ran down to get ready

My mom Allison is sitting in the living room,watch our bunny and puppy play

She is who you get everything from,she is 25,deep brown hair,ADHD,and can't sit still,only she doesn't talk much

Jason SR. is who your sister gets her traits

In Fact,I always tease her on how she is a younger version of dad only girllier of course

"I'm ready I say after I get dressed and get my bag

HONK HONK

"And right on time,too!" says my dad as I run out to catch the bus

"hello" the driver says

"hi" I say As i come in

I've always hated school,just becajuse i can't sleep late like i want to,plus when i go to ask to go to the bathroom the teacher is always wierd

I sit down in my usual seat,seat number 3,second row,on the left

for the nest 4 hours,i sit and read A Child Called 'It'

After the knife incident, Father spent less and less time at home and more at work. He made excuses to the family, but I didn't believe him. I often shivered with fear as I sat in the garage, hoping for some reason he might not leave. In spite of all that had happened, I still felt Father was my protector. When he was home, Mother only did about half the things to me that she did when he was gone. 
When Father was home, it became his habit to help me with the evening dishes. Father washed and I dried. While we worked, we talked softly so neither Mother nor the other boys could hear us. Sometimes, several minutes would pass without us talking. We wanted to make sure the coast was clear. 
Father always broke the ice. "How ya doing, Tiger?" he would say. Hearing the old name that Father used when I was a little boy always brought a smile to my face. "I'm OK," I would answer. "Did you have anything to eat today?" he often asked. I usually shook my head in a negative gesture. "Don't worry," he'd say. "Some day you and I will both get out of this madhouse." 
I knew father hated living at home and I felt that it was all my fault. I told him that I would be good and that I wouldn't steal food anymore. I told Father I would try harder and do a better job on my chores. When I said these things, he always smiled and assured me that it wasn't my fault. Sometimes as I dried the dishes, I felt a new ray of hope. I knew Father probably wouldn't do anything against Mother, but when I stood beside him I felt safe. 
Like all good things that happened to me, Mother put an end to Father helping me with the dishes. She insisted that The Boy needed no help. She said that Father paid too much attention to me and not enough to others in the family. Without a fight, Father gave up. Mother now had complete control over everybody in the household. 
After awhile, Father didn't even stay home on his days off. He would come in for only a few minutes. After seeing my brothers, he would find me wherever I was doing my chores and say a few sentences, then leave. It took Father no more than 10 minutes to get in and out of the house, and be on his way back to his solitude, which he usually found in a bar. When Father talked to me, he'd tell me that he was making plans for the two of us to leave. This always made me smile, but deep inside I knew it was a -

"Hey!"I hear someone say to me"Jason look up!"

I look up and see my best friend Allex wearing a afro

I look at him for a while,then manage to say,"Take the wig off please this isn't a circus!"

He laughs,and takes the wig off"I know,but i like to see the look on your face"

He screws his face up into a look that looks like a gjuy with constapation and a girl when she realizes an animal jjust died,which makes me laugh

"Next stop,Middle School"

 we both imitate that as the bus pulls in,starting a year i'll never forget