I open my eyes abruptly, my parents have waken me up shouting from the living room.
"Honey, wake up little child" They scream unison.
I know they're just being nice because they want something, and I'm sure they want it fast. I get out of bed and head to the bathroom to brush my teeth. I have a hard time doing it, I'm only 6 and the toothbrush is on a toothbrush holder next to the mirror above the sink, out of my reach, so I pull a little pink stool that helps me get a little taller and I can face the mirror and the toothbrush holder without any problem. I complete my task as I stare at my own reflection, I feel pretty today. My golden hair feels silky and my blue eyes don't seem swollen as they always do when I wake up.
" Get your lazy ass off the bed and come here, now!" Oh no, they're already mad.
I hate this mood, they always do things to me when they're mad. They say it's the way it works, and that it's okay, so I believe them. I put my toothbrush in its place, get off the stool and start walking to the living room. A little space with a sofa and an old TV set. They're standing up and they have a little bag with white powder in it. They always ask me to leave when they have that powder in their hands, and seems like today's not the exception.
"We're gonna need you to leave for a while, here" Daddy hands me a 1 dollar bill "Go have some fun" I take it and feel rich with it, although I know it's not much money, 'cause it's my first dollar.
"Okay" My mouth replies, I can't argue with Mommy and Daddy or they'll be mad at me. They were a little ago when I didn't came when they asked me to, so I can't risk it.
"Good girl" Mommy says as my make my way out.
I look at the house from the outside, it seems small, but I love my house, so I don't care how it is. I'm already in the street walk when I hear a bell ringing, where pretty close to the school so I remember I have to go now. I'm wearing pajamas but I can't change now, there's no time and mommy and daddy don't want me in the house, they're doing whatever they do with that white stuff.
I run as fast as I can so they don't close the door while I'm out. My feet reach the entrance just in time, and they start to advance towards the classroom. I take my sit and little time after the teacher appears.
"Good morning class, sorry I'm late, I was coming here but" She sees me and pauses "Honey, you can't bring pajamas here, you have to wear your uniform and comb you hair before you get here. I'm sorry but you'll have to go home for the day, I'll call your parents to collect you"
"No!" I almost shout "You don't have to call them, I live really close, I can get to home myself" I don't want her to make them mad.
She seems confused for a while and finally responds.
"Okay, see you Monday, sweetie"
She walks me to the exit and opens the door for me. I get out immediately. They don't want me at house and now they don't want me in school either. I don't get why the teacher doesn't let me wear pajamas, maybe she doesn't like them. I thought they were pretty.
I start to walk slowly, so they have more time to do whatever they do with the white stuff. When I'm finally home I knock on the door, so daddy and mommy know I'm here. They let me in without saying a word, but they seem disappointed and daddy takes away my first dollar, I'm not rich anymore. I back to my bed, if I sleep all day maybe they won't get mad at me and the things that are okay for parents to do, but don't feel okay, won't happen to me. I close my eyes and everything turns black.