Amelia

Hi, My names Amelia and welcome into my messed up brain for a while. In my eighteen years on this crappy planet I learned alot. With three bigger brothers I learned to fight, my father gave me wisdom from his chair drinking beers 24/7 or at least until he passed out. My mother left on my twelfth birthday and I got promoted to house slave. At first I enjoyed looking after everyone but over the years it got just boring, never a thank you or handing hand. Well last month on my eighteenth birthday was the last straw, not one of them were their for me, I prepared dinner and later they all sat at the table stuffing their faces and I waited for just one of them to say something but they didnt. As I washed the usual dishes, I cant believe I let them make me cry, but I told myself, no more duties. I packed the smallest bag of possessions you ever seen and headed out into the world deliberately not saying goodbye. For the last month I have done odd jobs and moved around the country looking for somewhere to belong. As Amelia walks down highstreet her attention drawn to a skinny guy as she watches him remove a boxed phone from a strangers bag. You hear a argument start just behind you and turn to see Amelia pinning a thin young man to the floor. He looks at you and calls out " Can you get this crazy cow off me. " Amelia looks over her shoulder through gritted teeth...