1001+Flat+Tales

It was a weird day inside this old torn down farmhouse. My uncle, Al, was staying over for the weekend since my parents are out of town. This weekend is turning out pretty good. I don’t have my awful parents to bother me for once. I don’t really enjoy my life that much but I guess it has its ups and downs. I live in Pennsylvania on a farm. It’s not really a farm anymore; it’s basically a house on a farm now. Sometimes I feel like running away but I don’t know, its very confusing. Al walked into my room. “Breakfast is ready! Better come down now while it’s hot.” I replied, “Okay, be down in a second.” My room is upstairs; we have a two-story house. I walked downstairs and smelled bacon and eggs, my favorite. “Thanks, Uncle for the breakfast.” Al patted me on the back. “No problem.” The weekend went by fast. Uncle Al had to go back to New York, which meant my parents were coming home. Mom is not that bad, she’s nice sometimes but my Dad is the worst especially when he is drunk. We’ll see what happens tomorrow. I hate Mondays, especially when I have school. I walked into the most boring class ever, Math. During class, I fell into a deep sleep. “WAKE UP FRANKIE! WAKE UP!” yelled Ms. Sears. I completely ignored her since I was tired. Suddenly, I hear a big bang. I sprung up in fear and said, “What was that?” “Why were you sleeping during my class?” said Ms. Sears furiously. “Because, your class bores me!” I shouted. “What did you just say to me?” Ms. Sears roared. It was obvious that she was angry. I could hear most of the class giggle. “I said… Your class bores me!” I replied. “That’s it, go to the principal right now!” she demanded. I got up and started heading for the principal’s office. I slowly walked into the principal’s office. “Hello” I said in a low voice. “Watcha in for, son?” grumbled Mr. Martinez. “I told Ms. Sears that her class is boring.” I confessed. “Oh really? Well that’ll get you suspended for one day” he laughed. “Oh no!” I gasped. I knew that if I get suspended something bad would happen to me at home. I couldn’t believe it but I actually want to run away now. I ran out of his office and directly to the woods behind the school. I started crying hysterically. After school, Sam found me in the woods. “Hey Frankie!” she yelled. “Hi… I don’t feel like talking right now. I’m going to go home” I replied. “Aw… Come on now! I’ll walk with you” she implied. She walked with me home and I told her all about my problems. I was kind of happy that she understood how I felt. That night, I feared my life. The school called my house and said I got suspended. My dad was furious! He started beating me. I could not take this anymore. I am fourteen years old and have been going through this struggle for way too long. I can’t take this suffering any longer. I want to escape this world of darkness and pain. Suddenly, I dashed for the attic while my dad was chasing me. I jumped out the window but I survived. Suddenly, I heard a loud horn as i looked up It was a humongous truck coming my way. I screamed in fear as i knew i was going to be struck to my sure death. The truck crashed into me and left my body bleeding and dead on the side of the road.

That was the end of Frankie Lawrence.