Mean People
After rolling out of bed (twenty-five min be for I have to be in school) I jump into the shower. After my shower I do my hair. My whole head is shaved except for one strip of hair going down the middle of my head so I can gel up a six-inch mohawk. I put on a pair of pants that cover my shoes, which I've had for two years, and throw on my favorite System of A Down shirt. I have my nails painted black and I wear black eye liner. And be for I run out the door I put a spiked dog caller around my neck, and chains on my jeans. That's me, I don't do it for attention, it's my style. Why should anyone else care what I look like? But they do, to them I am a freak. They let me know this everyday. One of these days I'm not just going to keep walking and act as if I didn't hear them. One of these days I'll speak up. {Monday: 7:20A.M. Ludlow High School} Either I have really good hearing or everyone just says things load enough for me to hear them. "Hey Ashlee why is that kid Chris so weird? I mean doesn't he know that he looks ridiculous?" Asked Andrea. "I don't know, I don't think he cares. But I'm telling you if I looked like that I would definitely care." Replied Ashlee. Uhg I just don't understand why people even bother tal
"Not ah! Are you kidding me!? Hey Mike! Mark just ran over Chris!" Yelled out Brian. "FREAK! Hey why don't you put on some lipstick too considering you already have eye liner on!" Yelled Mark, the caption of the soccer team. "Hello I am Officer Franks and you the mother and father of Chris Turner?" asked the officer. After that whole incident Mark and his friends proceeded to give me evil looks, and say they were going to get me. That whole week was hell I was pushed, hit, yelled at, and even one person tried to spit on me. Why? Because I someone different then the rest of them actually stood up for myself and put them down? I don't get why people act this way. Well on Friday nights a bunch of my friends and I like to chill at this pizza place, you know just hang out and skateboard around. So there was about seven or eight of us just chilling in the pizza place parking lot. When that's when I saw a couple of Mark's friends walking into the parking lot. I didn't think much of it they usually stop by to get a bit to eat. Sometimes they say things to us, sometimes they don't. Well tonight, they didn't have food on their minds. "Hey freak you won't to run your mouth now?" Said one of the guys. "Yes, why is there a problem?" Replied Mrs. Lynch. "Haha you scumbags I told you I was going to get you! What now!?" Someone shouted out from one of the cars. "Yes, we're positive, come with us to the station and we'll explain everything." Said the cop. Mark's parents were speechless. They were one of the most involved couples in town and their boy was caption of the soccer team and a straight A student. What had gone on that night at the pizza place?
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Approximate Word count = 1342
Approximate Pages = 5 (250 words per page double spaced)
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