My mother is calling me for downstairs to get my breakfast to get ready to go to school. "Aanysa"! my mother said. I got out of the bed and went into the bathroom to do my hygiene thing.
Let me first introduce myself my name is Aanysa Wilson and I am 17 years old . I live with my mother and two younger sisters and a long lost brother who never came back home after 2 years. I go to a school that isn't really what rich people kids would go to a place like Brooklyn, New York where all the gang members are. We don't live in a mansion, we live in a house that fits our needs.
I came out of the bathroom and went into my closet to pick out something to wear. I picked out a pink crop top, my blue shorts and my Jordan sneakers. I then curled up my hair, grabbed my bag and phone and went downstairs. I kissed my mother on the cheek and went around the table to eat my breakfast. My sisters started fighting over the cereal box and my mother just laughed and came over and gave them a equal share so they could be happy. I heard a loud horn outside and I knew it was my dad. I kissed my mother and my sisters and went in the car. While my dad was driving he tune the music to a next song and turned it up. My dad and I never really much got along and we barely had anything in common since him and my mother spilt up. We pulled up at my school and my dad gave me 20 dollars like he can't give me more than that. I got...