WRECKED STAR

SA

hol. The foundation of my home was built on tha

ince the world gives me a Momma and Papa who lives without my

They trampled every angle of my innocence that I forcefully became

he didn't stay longer to make a desirable impact. Her tiny care didn't move many lumps fr

They should never have signed the uni

perhaps that made their paths cross so perfectly

d to dwell and live against each other which

their various fights which she never tried to patch with makeup like it is done in the movies by a

rning after the fights to make breakfast and send me off to

Lunch was served at school and dinner was some toasted bread tha

without dinner. I hated to eat from him. Momma's teachings not to hate

he would say, yet, the way he drops

ood and climb the

reaten I shouldn't dare come out of my roo

because I need his burnt fries, but for my desperate need for

a lonely life with no friends and with my rigid structure

de most of my days spent on serving punishments. I'd spend hours sweeping t

iked

o defend myself before the homeroom te

to say something; I wouldn't say, I took those time of punishments to engage in many things like drinking a

nt at school. At the time I evolved to grad

e title. I carried it gracefully and lived a life

's uncultured acts drove me to sit for college

els to troop in and out of his studio and I'd believe

, giggling and chatting to the doorstep. They look like Momma; the

ges of Momma alive, except I know he doesn'

alk him home; they kept red and curly hair then and

them no longer ends at the doorstep, he invites them into

he day kicks in and hence, I enrolle

l like a ghost. It wasn't so different during high school, except t

r to avoid their sleepy faces greeting me at the doorway. I also began to see the be

yself acquainted with the gang. I had met them smoking

ble students would risk their academics to befriend them. T

my drawing board and began my work. I had wanted to paint the

elf together in a space. I saw their eyes lighten in adm

as the only female among them, it was a count of sec

cided to associate with students anyone could warn me to get rid of. They f

ed me without season to narrow my new adopted lifestyle, but because I refused to remai

s spent on unmerited punishments, so, there wasn't ro

s and paintings. I'd draw out my pains and paint my sealed stories. It

y dragged her box into a cab. When after years she did not r

f my talent. I represented the school in multiple competitions,

; I see nothing special in it but I had to engage in something productive

rable like other students claim. I slept all through the long speeches of the ad

ly, our seat rolls was apart. Snapping the crowd from the stage, I wished I was

ge of my graduation, sitting in between his models, an

later, the throwing of the graduation cap up into the sky came and I watche

admit except I remained st

nts during departure, I cared less. All I needed wa

nd retired to my real world witho