Wait, My Brother Is Who?

"move, bitch" the blonde said while walking past me.

this is what i live with at school.

every single school i go to, this happens.

i'm known as the 'emo whore' even though i'm not emo, and i'm still a virgin.

and my life at home?

what is home?

i don't fucking know.

i've had several different 'homes'

when i say 'homes' i mean an orphanage.

i've been to several.

i still don't know why i can't just stay in one.

"where do you think you're going?" another blonde said to me

"umm home?" i said

she pushed me against the lockers.

"oh you mean an orphanage?"

"can't you see no one wants you, your mom didn't even want you"

"shut up" i said

"what was that freshmen?"

"i-i" i started

"thought so" she pushed me on the ground and kicked me in the stomach.

"see you monday, emo" she said as she walked off