A BOY NAMED RICHARD

         Hi everyone, my name is Richard, I am thirteen  years old and this is how my life has been. My mother died when I was three years old. My dad married another wife who had a kid the same age as I was. My step mother  never even once in her entire life had she cared about my life only his son and that's it. My "Brother" had the same personality as her mother. He was cool and handsome and fit while I was ugly at least I thought I was and fat and invisible. Every morning I had to wake up at three o'clock in the night to clean the house and also get time to study. After I was done I would make breakfast for everyone then I would go to school. Life at school was even more miserable. Almost everyone  would call me a pig and a looser. Was ashamed of myself and hid from everyone around me. I had no friends at all not even a single one . I mean who would want to be friends with the fat kid right. Then there was Lisa my crush. I had a crush on her since the third grade. I used to sit next to her in class but she never noticed me but I don't blame her. My step brother. Was one of the popular kids in school and he was always a jerk to me. My dad was like always at work and so I barely saw him. W were not as rich as other families and so dad had to work extra shifts to earn more money for our basic needs. Whenever dad was home my stepmother would be an angel but whenever he was not around she would go back to her demon nature. So that was my life everyday single day.