Brae'lynn Lee Arnold (17)
My alarm started to go off.
I was so tired that I didn't feel like turning it off.
I layed there for another minute until one of the girls hit me in the head.
I quickly turned around.
"Who hit me" I said.
No one said anything they all just giggled.
"WHO THE FUCK HIT ME" I asked angrily.
"Ooo not Blackie getting tough" a foster girl named jazmine said.
"Girl fuck you" I said.
"Shut up ape" she said while walking out the room.
All the other girls giggled and followed behind her.
I hate all of them.
I scrolled through Instagram for a little bit before I ready.
I came across Dior's spam page and she posted something messy.
It was a picture of her and huncho
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"Damn it's 7 in the morning" I chuckled.
I got up and got ready.
When I got in the shower I instantly felt a burning sensation on my scars.
"Ah fuck" I groaned in pain.
I finished washing up and put on my clothes
I decided to wear long sleeves so no one could notice my scars.
They never noticed them anyway but still.
I put my hair up In a big puff since I had my natural hair out.
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