Real school

l looked at the floor to see the aftermath of me and my son's fight, plates were scattered all over the floor broken with all of the food we weren't able to finish.

"I want to go to a real school dad !"

Said my son while smashing dishes after I told him I wanted him to be home schooled.

"I want friends dad!"

Were the words my son said before leaving the house with his uncle.

Why would my son say such a thing, school is such a terrible place.

I remember when I saw my son for the first-time. He looked at me with his clear blue eyes and smiled at me. It was almost like He looked at my very soul and excepted me whole as his father. He looked like a little angel to me and I didn't want him to experience any kind of pain.

It's like, he's grown up so fast, asking me if he can go to a real school. What normal kid wants to go to school? What's so wrong with being home schooled? I can teach him all he needs to know. Even things that you can't learn at school.

My son wants friends, who said that if you go to school you automatically earn friends, if someone said that then they are horribly wrong and have never been that excluded kid.

Who raised my son to be this way? He was such a cute little angel when he was born. It must be his uncle.

Right now my son is with his uncle. Playing at the park.

"Uhhh"

I just wished my best friend that uncle of his would have not told him some of his popular kid story's of when he was at school.

why does my son want to leave me all alone? When he only just turned five years old.

Kids grow up so fast. What's up with this generation. I don't think like that when I was his age, thought I can't really remember when I was 5 years old.

I looked at the mess on the floor thinking this is going to be long. Also that I should write about this in my journal.

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I swung on the swing thinking about why my dad wants me to be home schooled. I could not think of any reason why.

"Uncle Alex, why do you think my dad wants me to be home schooled?"

Uncle Alex stopped swinging and said, "He doesn't like leaving his house."

I wondered, what my dad not like leaving the house had to do with me being home schooled. "Uncle Alex, why does my dad not like leaving the house?"

Uncle Alex looked at me like l was an idiot, and said "his face dah!" in an extremely loud voice.

What was wrong with my dad's face I thought , his face is different from other people but every one looks different right. That what my dad told me when I was younger.

I looked at uncle Alex in the eyes only to see him looking at the ground with a very interested expression on is face. Then he fell face first on the floor from the swing. It was like everything was happening in slow motion.

I yelled out "uncle!" and slapped his face repeatedly he didn't wake up.

I looked around but no one else was at the park.

"oh no" I have to call dad, I went through my pockets hoping that I brought my phone. I felt my phone in my left pocket. I pulled it out, and called one of the two contacts on my phone.

I called my dad hoping he would pickup.

---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I just finished writing in my journal when I heard my phone ring. I wondered who would call me at this time only to realize the I didn't have much contacts on my phone.

I picked my phone up, from my bed side table only to see my sons name on the phone.

Should I pick it up I wondered.

"yes!" I said out loud while picking up the phone.

"hello." I said in a deeply hurt voice.

My son said very quickly that his uncle was sleeping on his face and wouldn't wake up when he slapped him.

I told him I be there soon. I didn't forget to wear a thick scarf that covered my mouth, and thick sunglasses.

I drove to the park in a hurry. thinking about what could of happend to Alex.

I arrived at the park only to smell a strong stench of alcohol. ooh that what happened I thought.

I pick up Alex and confronted my terrified son. I told him that it going to be ok uncle is just in a deep sleep.

I drove them both home. I was glad that there was nobody at the park.

my son feel asleep in the car, so I had to carry both of them out of it.

I toke my son out first and carried him to his bed.

Then went to get my drunk friend Alex. he was so heavy but I managed to get him to the couch.

I was kind of horrified that I didn't notice that he was drunk and let him a take care of my little angel.

I need to write this down In my journal. I cannot ever make a mistake like that again.

I went to sleep after a nice relaxing bath.

Alex was gone in the morning.

---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I woke up on my bed. I must have fell asleep in the car.

Then I went down stairs to see a breakfast prepared for me, like usual. I looked up from the food to see my dad with a serious expression. Dad said" I have thought about it and have decided that you can go to a real school if you want . if you ever want to be home schooled just tell me ok."

I was so excited that I gave my dad a hug and a big kiss on his cheek.

It was like I hadn't woke up yet, like a beautiful dream that was to good to be true, that I Angel was going to a real school.

I could not stop smiling. I sent a message to uncle Alex of the good news he sent me a thumbs up emoji.

I couldn't wait, me and my dad bought all my new school supplies that day online.

Time started flowing quickly for me and my first day of school was going to be tomorrow.

"yes!"

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Angel I won't be bring you on you first day ok. after I said those words the smile on Angel's face disappeared.

"you will go with your uncle ."I said reaching out to give my son a hug he slapped my arms away and ran up stairs in the direction of his room.

five minutes later I got a called from Alex he sad he was sick to th point that he could not help tomorow.

"Great now I have to leave the house." I thought out loud.

Time seem to flow slowly but tomorrow still came.

My son was dressed and so was I with my scarf and big sunglasses, I also put on a hat and was wearing a hoodie. Nothing was going to go wrong to day was what I keeped on repeating in my head.

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Me and my dad arrived in front of the school doors. my dad quickly left after dropping me off.

There was many other moms and dads there with my soon to be new friends.

I walked to the class room and my new teacher ms.P said that we can start playing immediately.

I was confused were was the math, English and other class. playing is a class?

I started to play with a nice toy car when a group of boys surrounded me. Do they want to be my friends I thought.

The tallest amongst them came to me an said" are you the kid that came with the Shady looking guy." I didn't understand what he was talking about.

Then he said something that broke my Heart he said he didn't want to be my friend. All his friends left saying the samething.

they were the only other boy in this class. I walk toward the girls in the class hoping they would be my friend but they just ignored me.

I spent the rest of the day alone.

______________________________________________________________________ "Angel how was school?"

my son looked into the distance and said "ok".

he wants to go back already. Maybe I was wrong and school is great.

my son ran up the stairs and I started on my work for the day.

I am my own boss and I run a small company online. I started it five years ago. this is going to take a while I thought.

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Dad you were right school sucks. why I'm I taking to myself why did I lie to my dad, school was not ok.

I cried myself to sleep. while wondering what was wrong with me and why nobody wanted to be my friend.

I don't want to go to school tomorrow because real schools sucks.