My Life Goal: #1 Trying to make people hate me.

My name is Stella Stewart and I'm turned 17 yesterday. Yeah! Yesterday is my birthday. Happy birthday to me. I was born Chicago, IL . I think I don't have nothing to share my life story because nothing amazing. My dad and my mom never spend a time with me since I was 12. My dad who busy with his work business and my mom who busy with her restaurant. For your information guys, honestly I take drugs. Yup, I take drugs and cigarette. kinda, cigarette is a drug.

Yesterday, I got home from school and I saw a note on dining table which wrote, 'pumpkin, we are truly sorry that we can't go home tonight, we got so much work today and we left a cheese cake for you.. Happy birthday sweetheart, -Mom'.

I pushed the cake away and let it fell on the floor. "Go fuck your business work!.."-" This old people just give me headache.."I spoked in low voice and fisted the note paper and throw it away. "Those old people just give me fucking stress as long as they still breathing. I kicked the chair and heading to my bedroom. I shut the door and throw myself on the bed.

After a few minutes, I turned on Dance Of Death song by Iron Maiden and look myself on the mirror. I looked my undercut hairstyle I just did at Salon. Honestly if they gonna scold me for doing this undercut, I could just ignored them. They loser so I can do whatever I want. They never listen what I wanted so why would I listen to what they wanted??

From 5pm to 12am, I just smoking in my room while listen to my favourite song. I'm just quiet chill in my room until my father burst into my room with red face. I don't even get any time to hide my cigarette and he saw everything. "Stella, What is wrong with you??" He spoked and I can see a fire in his eye. "What??" I rolled my eye. "What happened to you?"My dad said as he take the cigarette from my hand. "WTF??"-"Give it back to me!!"I yelled and he just make the cigarette more far from me. "it's my life, I can do whatever I want!" I tried to reach the cigarette. "Stella you seriously problem.."He throw the cigarette on the floor and step on it. "Fuck yo-" I couldn't finish my word and my dad slap me on my cheek makee frozed a second. Then my mom come in my room. "Look at her, have you know that she learn how to smoking in the school?" My dad rubbing his forehead. "Stella, I can't even look at you right now"My mom burst into a tears. I just silent there, try no to be a rude. "What happen to you, dressing like a guy, with that stupid undercut.. If you keep became like this, I can't consider you as my daughter anymore.."My dad shake his head and get out from my room with my mom. "I BETTER JUST SLEEPOVER AT MY SCHOOL THAN IN THIS HELL HOUSE!!"I shouted. "ALL YOU KNOW JUST TRYING TO MAKE EVERYTHING BETTER WHAT YOU SEE IN YOUR FUCKING EYE, AND YOU DON'T EVEN CARE WHAT OTHER PEOPLE FEELING!!"-"YOU THE WORST PARENTS I'VE EVER HAD!!"I expected him to approached me and hit me again but he just walk away like that.

I wiped my tears and start packing my clothes in my bag and exit the house immediately. I take can and direct go to my school.