by Moonblaze-Angel » Tue Jan 17, 2017 3:23 pm
"Never do that again."
I close my eyes. Why not? It's not like I'm an idiot, it just happened by chance. How was I supposed to know? It wasn't like they told me. They should have told me. They needed to explain the rules, not punish me for breaking them. How can I never do something again that I didn't do? It was an accident. I would never do that on purpose; they would kill me. It was a bad decision to follow my friend, perhaps, but why blame me instead of him? He did it, not me! I had nothing to do with this!
"If you ever do something that dangerous or stupid again, I will personally see to your grounding. This is the first time, so we have to be lenient, but it's always you! You hang out with the wrong type of people, Abby. You shouldn't be friends with them. Those boys are stupid and violent, and you encourage it! Stop being around them."
Stupid? Dangerous? Violent? What the heck do they mean? My friends have never done anything wrong! Everybody misunderstands them, but in reality, they're the nicest people I have ever met. The Hood Rats are just your neighborhood boys. They never do anything dangerous or violent; in fact, one of them called the cops on a bully instead of taking them out. How are they wrong to stand up to people? They don't drink, they don't do drugs, they barely know what a girlfriend is - they're more innocent than this entire establishment! Why does everybody hate them?
"I mean it! They mean nothing but bad things, Abby. You should hang out with girls, not those ruffians. Stay back here and help out instead of rough housing. The girls love you. They would never harm a soul, and then you...You're a criminal! Look at you! Short hair, short skirt, and even shorter temper. You should be ashamed of yourself. You should be ashamed of your friends, too. You're the reason they go so far."
What's wrong with the way I look? Long hair gets in the way, and I can manage it like this! Who cares how short my skirt is; it helps me to run from the bullies in this place. These girls hate me! Every time I come here they yell at me. They push and poke at me, and I have to do what they say or they'll tell the mothers I did something bad. I didn't! I don't! The boys are the only ones nice to me, and these people -these liars - are telling me to stop hanging out with them? Why? We're good kids!
"If you keep hanging out with them, I'll return you to the last home you were at."
What.
I...Can she do that?
Is that legal? Could I be transferred back to that pit? I...no. I refuse. No way am I going back there!
I stand up, finally at my limit. "No! I refuse! I have never done anything wrong, and yet you act like I'm the Devil himself. Well, jokes on you! I'll go live with them! I'll leave you and the stupid girls here to do whatever you want, and they can find a different victim to mess with. Good riddance to you all! The boys love me more than you ever have, and I can't wait to leave you jerks! I hope you all die!"
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IDK, maybe just wrote a backstory for one of my characters?