Because I Am Just A Girl Part 4

Because I'm Just A Girl by Melinda Todd

If you missed the beginning of the Because I Am Just A Girl series, check out part 1 to follow along.

“Don’t talk to me like that.” My aunt is annoyed with me. Rightfully so.

“I’m sorry.” I start to cry.

“Why are you acting like this?”

“My friend was mean to me.” She wasn’t, but I need an explanation for my actions and aching heart.

My aunt sighs and walks out of the room.

I cry harder and run to my room. I really just want someone to hug me. Aren’t adults supposed to care about the kids in their home? And offer a hug once in a while? If I didn’t come home from school would anyone even notice? I’m invisible unless I do something they don’t like, which is rare because I don’t want to be in trouble or disappoint anyone. So, I float around present and quiet but not really visible.

It’s why I love school because people talk to me. I exist at school. They see me. But then I go home, slipping in and out of the house like a ghost. I’m certain everyone else’s home isn’t like this. Or maybe it is. I really don’t know for sure, because I’m just a girl.

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