Violetta
The next day I woke up and left for school like yesterday never happened. Like it was just a bad dream. Yes my ribs do hurt bad, my ankle does hurt badly and there is a gash on my head, but its not like I can do anything about it. After Joseph left, I did my best to treat my wounds. There was a big gash on my head and I tried to hide it, but it was painful so I left it.
Taking slow steps towards my locker, I saw Brittany. One of my 'friends'. I gave my best smile and waved at her. She just gave me a bored look.
"What happened to you?" she asked me. Her expression still the same.
I smiled genuinely, she cares, is what I thought.
Just as I was about to lie, because I cant tell her the truth for obvious reasons, she spoke again.
"Doesn't matter. Can I copy your homework? I didn't have time to do it."
I gave her a tight lipped smile and handed over my homework without saying a word. She snatched it from me and turned away, muttering I'll give it to you at lunch.
I just sighed, taking all the things I needed and walked towards my English class.
The day went by, Brittany gave back my homework, a thank you would've been nice, but it was foolish of me to expect it. Other than that, it was just a usual day. Until the last period.
P.E.
I don't know how I would survive it. Mr. Henderson wasn't an understanding man. No matter how bad your injury is you have to play.
Still I tried to tell him, that I'm in no shape to play.
"No injury is big enough for you to not play."
My ribs, my ankles and the big gash on my head would beg to differ.
Sigh.
We were going to play dodgeball today.
Fantastic.
I was the last one to be chosen, because no one wanted me in their team.
Trust me, I don't want to be here.
So here I am, waiting for the game to start.
Luckily for me I didn't even have to stay for 5 minutes.
Why?
Well Brittany threw the ball at my face.
And my body was to weak to handle it.
That's what I hear coach say before I fainted.
I am fainting a lot these days was the last thought before I slipped into darkness.
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I woke up in a hospital. Events from P.E flooded back, reminding why I was here. I look around hoping to find someone, when an extra chirpy voice reached my ears.
"Oh you are awake."
No I am still sleeping.
It was Mrs. Gonzales, a sweet woman in her mid-forties. She was our school nurse. I really like her, she is extra nice to me. I was once very close to telling her about David, but again I didn't want to bother her with my problems, just because she is sweet to me. But I am always very thankful of her kindness.
She was looking at me sympathetically, when I heard a deep voice.
At first I thought it was David, but when I saw a police I sighed with relief. But then suddenly a thought crossed my mind.
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RandomAt the age of 4, Violetta was kidnapped. Everyone was broken after she got kidnapped. After few years later everyone thought she was dead. Fast forward to 8 years after her kidnapping.. Abused and broken, yet Violetta walks around with a smile on h...