5 years later I was 13 and ever since that day I smacked Hano my family never went back to normal. Everytime I broke something they would avoid me and act weird. Late at night when they think I can't hear they make call. "When can yo-" I would listen but then it would get muffeled out. I would ask them for something and they would avoid me like the plague. Since they ignored me my day everyday would be somthing like this. Wake up at 5, leave at 6, go to school untill 3, head to my job untill 4 then train till 8 before carefuly heading home making sure I did not disturbe them. Today was different.
I headed home after my job I walked home. It was my birthday and even though they normaly ingnore me I still hoped. I headed home and sat on the couch watching television. I then heard a click. They were home. I waited anticapatingly waiting for anything, even a "Happy birthday." would make my year. But this year was a little different. I heard then talk until they stopped. I could feel them gawking at my head. "What are You doing here." I heard Jack say with disgust. I thought I even heard someone gag. I broke inside but I had to act normal.
It's okay... Don't let them know...