Personal Narrative Essay: The Worst Part Of My Life

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"I 'm that flight that you get on, international, First class seat on my lap girl,". I sang, as I slash my victim 's neck. "That felt thrilling". I thought as I got up and stared at my victims motionless body. I smiled and left. Later that Day I laid on my bed and thought about life. Its been 10 years that I 've been in this dump and not once have I been fostered. People always come and foster the cute kids. Wasn 't I cute when I was 7? This annoys the shit out of me, but Its whatever. "Nevaeh!" Mike shouted. I rolled my eyes and got up. Mike is the senior care worker here. He 's annoying, but I love him. Hes like the father I never had. I went downstairs to see what he wanted. "Yea?" I questioned. "You called me so what do you want" …show more content…

Lunch is the worst part of my day. Having to be pushed and thrown around while the other dumb ass kids run to sit at the table.I swear kids in care homes act like wild beasts. Some act like they have never seen food before. I waited five minutes before I got up and made my way downstairs. "Late as usual, I see" Gina said. Gina is the other care worker here, I dislike her, no I HATE her. She 's just plain rude and she hates me too. Ha, it feels like were the same age and were just two teens hating on one another. "Its not every day early." I said as I sat at the far end of the table. "Well its not everyday late either, you make us wait for you and no one wants to starve because of you". Rachel snapped. I stared at her, with anger in my eyes. How dare she talk to me like that. This girl has the nerves to disrespect me like that. "Watch who you 're talking to" "Ooh, am I meant to be scared or what." My eyes went dark. I put my hands in my pocket and felt my pocket knife. My hand gripped around it. I looked around me and notice everyone around me. I then took my hand out of my pocket and looked at the floor. "Oh look, she went quiet, not so big and tough now, are you" "Oh shut up, you annoying hood rat, just go and starve yourself, you obese

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