I walked with my head down with my long black fringe swaying In my eyes, with music blasting in my ears. I felt an impact on my neck and I fell fowards, my head smacking the floor. I felt blood trickling from my nose and heard ringing in my ears. I could hear faint laughs as my attackers walked away with a smile on their face. My hands stung and I wanted to harm myself, but I stopped myself from getting out the blade. It wasn't me who attacked myself, so why should I harm myself if it wasn't me who hurt me. I had to hurt my attackers. I had to make them pay...
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Dying inside
رعبRose Black is a 13 year old, suicudal, depressed girl. Her mum hates her, and so does everyone else. She gets thrown out of her house and looks for family. On the way she meets Mason, an older rebel boy who leads her to a gang of rebellious teenager...
