School was alot harder with all the attention of everyone asking what happened and if she was ok. Kath hated attention when it came to just her, if Brandon wasn't on a cruise things would be alot easier for her. The temptation to bash anybody's skull in was so hard to ignore, Kath just wanted to do it to anyone she saw, maybe shoot up the school with her mind. But that's terrorism and she's not even keen on doing that. Thats just fucking sick.

Hopefully she doesnt have any more blackout rage moments because that could be deadly for not only herself but anyone around her. Her rage fits could be a single ingredient for mass destruction and death like some sick terrorist plot, but on the other note besides terrorism she's got a whole mile to walk to get to school with fucking sucks and her legs can't carry her more than a cm in public.

The walk was painful and boring with a hint of cold rain pouring down on her small figure, just what she needed right now. Out of all the harmless weather cycles it just had to be cold rain, cold cold rain.

Maybe if she gets sick then maybe she might be able to stay home for a while instead of suffering each aching moment at school with the shits called people. It didn't help when someone drove passed into a puddle splashing Kath making her even more wet and even more cold.

"Bastard!" She yelled despite not being heard. Oh well.

Back to walking she goes. When she finally reached school she remembered Brandon was still on his month cruise despite it only being the second day, Kath's mental health had dropped dramatically with a high chance of anger like a raging thunderstorm inside her waiting to burst out of every crack in her small figure. This wasn't healthy nor safe for the environment.