Amanda Perring Narrative

Amanda Perring carefully stepped off the bright yellow school bus onto the clean, asphalt driveway leading to her parent’s garage. Her house was a classic, one story suburb on the outskirts of Los Angeles, located in middle class neighborhood where no one had to worry about money but there wasn't much extra to spend. Her mother and father were both respected doctors and were almost never home when Amanda was. Every day on the bus, she would sit at the very back with no one else, completely silent the entire way home, most often reading a book. When she had first moved to her new school a few years ago, Amanda had been the easiest kid to pick on with her high grades and care about school.
The bus was the worst place for Amanda, because she was stuck in such close quarters with other kids for almost an hour. She was stunned at how cruel some kids could be but understood that sometimes, people needed someone to pick on. The bullying slowly stopped after the first year, because no one ever really got a reaction out of Amanda. She just quietly sat at the back of the bus, opened a book, and blocked out the rest of the world.
While walking up the short sidewalk to the front door, Amanda thought about the first year of living here. Her parents were always stressed …show more content…
She had thought ab being kidnapped before, but never from the comfort of her own home. The thought of home brought tears to her eyes, and they quickly formed streams flowing down her cheeks onto her arms and eventually onto the dirty mattress. She cried for her lost normal life, for how hopeless her situation seemed, for the now flickering lightbulb dangling above her head that she recently started to hate. An encompassing sense of loneliness surrounded Amanda, and she could feel herself slowly giving up from the inside out. She rolled onto her side, knees to chest, face buried, and cried until she was exhausted and finally fell