Thursday, September 27, 2012

The Contract

Entering my realm of imagination is dangerous for most. I warn you now because once you read the following, I cannot and do not guarantee, you will be the same after you complete this tale.
What if I told you every single fairy tale you heard as a child and as an adult were based on some form of truth? You would probably tell me I'm crazy and walk of right? Well If you want to stop ignoring the world around you, I will indulge your curiosity with a totally true tale.

"Wake your sorry excuse for an ass up loser" Jane screamed from the other side of the bedroom door. I was already up, or more accurately never went to sleep in the first place. As I staggered to the door in my uniform I could hear my cousin talking on her cell phone, while she knocked rhythmically on the door.
"Oh my god! I cannot believe Marie cheated on Chuck. What a SKANK!" I opened the door but she continued to tap her fist into the air that would have been my door. Jane is a bit of an airhead and one hundred percent bitch, she means well though most people wouldn't pick up on that. She was five years older than me a staggering twenty one. She took me in after my parents died gladly spending the money my parents left me. Good new is she could only get out nine hundred a month enough to pay our rent and her car payment.
"What do you want?" I asked her after she finally noticed I had opened the door.
"Today is your birthday right June sixth?" She picked a small envelope out of her purse and handed it to me with this look of disgust.
"You.....remembered my birthday??" I was taken aback in the sixteen years I had known Jane not once had her or her family ever given me a gift.
"It's not from me stupid, your lawyer sent it over it's from your parents." Okay now that was more believable at least. As she opened her mouth to say something else I slammed my bedroom door in her face. That sent her stomping off down the hall. I placed the envelope on my desk starring at it not sure whether to open it.
"Damn it Jamie I ain't got no time to take you to school today get your lazy ass to the bus stop!" Jane yelled from the kitchen.
"Fine I'm going." I screamed right back at her. "Good, now come use the door like a normal kid." but by the time good had left her mouth I had slung on my backpack and was on my way down the fire escape that hung outside my bedroom window.
(inner thoughts)
(Okay James No weird looks, no mood swings, no emo bullshit. Today you're just like everyone else. When someone asks you how are you doing you say fine with a smile and walk away. Don't sit around and chit chat just go to school focus on the class  and before you know it, the first day will be out of the way.)

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