Page POV
As I rush of bed I couldn’t think about anything else but getting to that job interview.
I’ve been waiting for weeks for this job interview and now I’m going to be late OMG. Moms going to kill me, I decided to wear a black suit with a white shirt under it. Then I got to my car.
When I finally get to the job i was so nervous but I remember I was only doing this for my mom. But first let me introduce myself.
‘My name is page wildfowl my mom is Kency darvill and my dad name is Kenny wildfowl. My dad is a abusive b***h so that’s why I got a job to support my mom and me. Sometimes he would come home drunk then beat my mom. But I can’t do nothing about it because I’m only 17, but I try my hardest to keep me and my mom alive.’
That’s it about me let’s get this job interview starts with. “Page Wildfowl” they call my name as I made my way to the front desk. “You here for a job interview right” the reception says “yes that’s right” I say back.
“Well okay go to door 13, knock then someone will be right with u” I did what he told me to do then there was a woman I’ll say around the age 44 come to the door. “Come right in” she said when I came inside it wasn’t like any other office but it was really pretty.
“This will take a while so let’s get started” she said after at least one hour we where finally done. Ok we are done “we’ll get in contact with you when we finnish reading your essay”. She said, “ok thank you” I say back. As I made my way to my car my phone started ringing I change it and it was my mom.
“Hey mom” I say as I answer the phone “hey honey are you done with the interview” “yes mom I’m making my way home” “no sweetheart don’t how about you go get something to eat first.” “Okay” I say very in happy. “Okay bye honey” “bye mom” I say as the phone is already hung up.
I made my way to a very small cafe downtown. I know the question you are asking and it’s a no I don’t have any friends because my dad doesn’t allow me too. I don’t even talk in class to be honest with you.
But at least I get do to what I want for some time. Right after I Finnish eating, I made my way home, I open the door there was a pool of blood on the floor.
Then I see my dad hands with blood and a knife in it.