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Storm POV wessup I'm storm brianna keneja Cole I'm goofy shy um I live in a homeless shelter um I been living there since I was ten years old every since my parents were killed I know right sad worst part about it is I get treated like I'm lower than trash by no one other than gunna and his stupid ass friends I thought as I was getting dressed as the lady at the front desk came to tell me my that my councilor was downstairs as I made my down to the as she asked me was I'm hungry um sure I said as we pulled up to the school to see him and his friends standing by the door as I got out as people was looking at me while I just got my food as she told me gone head to her office as I ate and left heading to my locker as him and his friends surrounded me as he was talking about oh so you can't speak black ass he said making his friends laugh at me as I tried get around them before I was thrown against the locker hitting my back hard ouch I said shut up he said you gone respect Me dumb bitch he said as he hand around my throat making it hard for me breathe as I was so scared of him at that moment as he let me go telling me get out face as I grabbed my stuff and made my way to class as I sat down in the back by myself as he walked in at sat down with his friends as the teacher passed out the sponge for the day as I got done with mine as I turned my work in as I made my way back to my seat as tripped me up making me twisting my ankle ahh I said as the teacher came over to see was I'm alright as she touched it as I flinched its just a sprain as she helped me up as the bell as I limp to the door as I made my way to lunch as I got my tray and sat by myself to be continued

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