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Chapter 1
My life had somewhat calmed down. I'd been living with my aunt and uncle for a few years ever since... that day.
I was starting the eleventh grade and I hadn't been to school for about five or six years. Things just didn't seem normal, now that I was going to school for the first time in forever. I didn't know what I was going to do once I got to school. What will it be like? Will there be nice people? Will I make friends? Will I be a loner? All of those questions were a jumble inside my head and I couldn't concentrate on anything at that moment. It was all just jumbled up, tangling with my memories and dreams. I had been glad I had a new start in life, starting over.
"Winter! It's time to eat!" My aunt, Nancy called down.
"Okay Nancy! I'll be down in a minute!" I replied back.
"Okay sweetheart, just hurry up!" She replied back.
"Ugh, I don't want to go." I whispered, whining.
As I was getting dressed, I started thinking. Everyone does have a happy ending, and if you're not happy.. then it's not the end. Everyone goes through bad times, and it gets better, and you're probably thinking ''whatever'' as I say this, but trust me. If you stay strong, you will get through it. I know that life can be really hard because of school, exams, and things at home because it has happened to me, but remember that it's only temporary.... pain is only temporary. My parents abused me, and I'm alive and well to this day. I'm okay.. I have started fresh, and living a new life.
After I was fully dressed, I headed to the kitchen for breakfast. "Goodmorning Winter. Excited for school?" My aunt asked, raising her glass to her red stained lips.
"Goodmorning Nancy. And I guess I am, I know for a fact that I'm very nervous." I formally replied. And it was the truth, I was very nervous and scared. It was, in fact my first day going back to school in five or six years.
"Well, that's good to hear sweety. Just make sure that after you finish your breakfast that you remember that you have to head to school. It starts at seven fifteen." She glanced at her watch. "And it's six o' seven right now."
I chuckled. "Yes, I know. I'm just going to grab a cereal bar then head out."
"Okay, have fun dear." She waved goodbye.
I grabbed the said cereal bar, and waved goodbye to Nancy.
Driving to school wasn't easy, for starters, I had no clue where the school was. Second, no one told me where the school actually was. After manuvering my way through the town, it took me about twenty minutes to actually find the place. I parked near the front of the school, totally nervous and scared.
I had arrived just in time for class. It had started at precisely ten o' clock, I was happy that I had made it just in time. I opened the door to the classroom, and about twenty students turned to look at me, confusion and curiosity in their eyes. I stood awkwardly at the front of the class, trying not to make eye contact with any of the students.
"You must be Winter." The teacher said quietly. I had to lean in just a tad to even hear him. He didn't even give me a single glance, just frowning at the clipboard, glasses on nose.
I replied with a yes, and stayed in my spot, shifting slightly on my feet.
"Well, pick a seat to sit in so I can start my class." He ordered, pointing to a few empty desks with narrowed eyes.
I rolled my eyes, and one thought came to mind. What the heck is his problem?
I had finally found an empty seat, and sat down. I played with the bottom of my long sleeved shirt, totally not paying attention to the teacher and his lesson about something on forensic science, I was totally not a fan of that stuff. I was lost in my own world and didn't hear someone calling me until they started poking my shoulder, earning a jump from me.
