She was thrown against the wall,
punches thrown at her face,
her legs and arms became bruised,
as she cried.
She walked in to school the next day,
more damage done to her body,
everyone just pointed and laughed,
at poor little crybaby.
Her lessons were spent alone,
silently crying to herself,
her tears soaking the pages of her book,
nobody could even tell.
Her walk home was lonely,
not a single noise being heard,
until she felt a hand around her mouth,
and drag her to somewhere dark...
A/N
Hey! So Im thinking about making these chapters longer?
Comment what you think!
Bye my little marshmallows
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Crybaby | Melanie Martinez
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