A month before my birthday, I was accused of wanting to kill the LGBQ community. When that happened, friends from youth group refused to speak to me and stopped asking me to hang out with them. The one day that did affected me was when they were talking about getting pizza. Of course I wasn’t invited. Mom and step dad and everyone was on me because of these rumors. Grades were very low. The one Friday before spring break (my 18th birthday was in spring break) I went to ask my math teacher if I do work but she just said to do an online course that the adviser gave me. I went home and worked on it. Mom was extremely angry I didn’t stay and took me back to school to find my math teacher with a belt. Fortunately for me no one saw me or mom. On the way home mom curses at me and for the next week she’ll be mad about my grades and these rumors of me wanting to kill people. My 18th birthday arrived. No one ever said “happy birthday”. Mom just gave me 100 dollars to spend on my self. I decided to walk over to one of my “friend’s ” house so we could go see Pacifc Rim 2 (film wasnt good either) and eat. He said he saw it already and was going with his family to John’s Incredible Pizza. I walked home. Mom calls me and asks for the 100 dollars and I said I had them but could no find them any where in my pocket. She was pissed off. I got home, and the 100 dollars were right outside my house. I pick it up “, give it to mom and she says I was grounded and never going out any where. I went to my room and slept. It was finally the day……I became depresss