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I had a really bad week; it just tore me apart. ...I wish that week never happened... and here's the reasons why.

Monday, November 12th,
The week started good,
I went back to school…
Then I wish I didn’t.
Report cards came
To show my failing grades;
Mom was not pleased.
Left for work upset,
Shaking her head in disappointment
Saying “We’ll talk later.”
Ron talked to me afterward,
And I felt better;
I felt he was my only parent
Who understood.

Tuesday, November 13th,
Went to school, glad
Knowing there’s a day off ahead.
Came back home; the day was done;
Staying over Dad’s tonight.
Called Mom like I always do…
Then, that time, I wish I didn’t.
“You gotta tell him,” she said,
“I’m not keeping it from him this time.”
My report card? My grades? Today?
I couldn’t. I wasn’t able to… so Mom said
“I’ll do it.”
Dad came home later that day, and I acted
Like nothing happened.

Wednesday, November 14th,
My day off; I woke up to go to Mom’s;
Dad still didn’t know.
The day was good,
Went shopping with Ron.
Then day grew to night…
And I wish it didn’t.
“I told Dad,” Mom said,
“Very disappointed.”
Figures; he always is;
It’s like whatever I do he is.
“He said you’re too obsessed with you comics
To concentrate on your work.”
My heart sank, my mind shattered,
At the very sound of those words.
Obsessed? An obsession?
No, it’s not true!
But to everyone else… it seemed to be.
I didn’t listen to them;
I didn’t want to, I couldn’t.
But those words rattled around in my head;
That’s all I could hear.
“Obsessed… Obsessed… She’s too obsessed.”
My head ached, my concentration died,
As I left for bed…
With part of my school work
Left undone.

Thursday, November 15th,
Woke up, got outta bed;
Didn’t want to, but I did.
Mom drove to me school,
Another normal morning…
Then I went to math class…
I wish I never did.
The undone homework had to be checked;
“If you don’t do the work
It’ll only hurt you.”
Mom’s words echoed in my head.
Around the room the teacher went,
Then finally came to me.
“Guess what we’ll be doing at lunch today.”She said.
I sat there in confusion.
“A phone-call home,” she said.
Again, my heart sank;
More of Mom’s words.
“I don’t want another call home.”
Tears came; it couldn’t be helped
As I sat there;
As my eyes overflowed with tears.
Papers were passed about;
Quiz papers; ones that were already done.
Eyes wide, gazing at mine,
My heart froze.
Another poor grade.
“This is what happens
when you don’t do the work,”
She said directly to me.
Tears streaming, nose running,
And she didn’t seem to care
As she continued with her lesson.
I sat in my seat in silence,
But in my mind I was screaming.
“Just leave me alone! You have no idea
How miserable I already feel… How bad…
I wish this week never happened.”
Lunchtime came; I didn’t go down
To call home.
Stayed in the lunchroom
Until it came to an end;
Hoping to get courage
To tell Mom in person.
The school day past,
The teacher didn’t look for me.
But I feel tomorrow she will.

As I sit here now, writing this,
I feel terrible, miserable, guilty, and broken.
Most of this past week,
To me,
Was a week of living Hell.
I could only hope that tomorrow,
A Friday,
Will be better for me.

Friday, November 16th,
Went to school;
A normal day.
Actually... the best day
I had all week.
My teacher didn't say anything
About my absense at lunch.
I had no homework for the weekend,
Yes, the day was done.
I went home, happily,
Knowing the goods things ahead;
A best friend sleeping over, relaxing all day,
Looking forward to the new week;
A new begining; A fresh start.

I was really happy to finally get a good day out of it all, and after that everything was good again. ^^ 3nodding