I stood in front of my locker, holding my ribs as they bruised. I didn't like being this way, I hated being so...weak. My hair was pointing in every direction, dark bags under my eyes. This isn't who I am. Or is it?
No one came near me, I looked scary and dead. I felt dead. My chapped lips stung when I licked them, wincing, I limped into my first period class, sitting in the back. William turned his head, gasping when he saw me. I quickly looked down, not wanting to deal with the questioning from anyone.
I wonder where Willow is, probably ditching like always. I hated him for leaving me alone, defenseless. I tasted blood as I bit my cheek roughly. The metallic liquid filling my mouth. Gross.
Nothing felt right, I didn't want to be this way anymore! I had to act strong, so people would leave me alone. They always felt the need to treat me like a baby. Well, I wasn't one! I'm fifteen, I need to take care of myself.
But how could I do that when I could barely wake up in the morning?
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Sorry it's short, just a filler!
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