Jack Gilinsky's Little Sister

Chapter 11~

<<<<(Tyler's Point Of View)>>>>

I woke up and I stretched, I walked over to my bathroom and I rubbed my eyes.

I took a warm shower and I seen my scars fading away. I smiled and when I got out a dried myself off.

I wrapped the towel around me and I walked over to my closet. I grabbed (an outfit on the side or top). I put on my black boots.

I curled my hair and I clipped my hair back. I brushed my teeth and I grabbed my bag and phone.

I had my beats around my neck and I walked downstairs. I walked out of the door and headed to school.

When I got to school, I got shoved into the lockers by Wesley, and I held onto my shoulder, I think it's broken.

If it is, dayum he is strong.

I put my bag away and I walked to the classroom. I sat in my seat and I heard "hey midget."

I look up to see Max, Wesley's other friend that shoves me into the lockers too.

I look down and I just ignore all the comments that are being thrown at me.

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After my first class, I walked to the 2 period which was History.

I sat in my seat, but my seat been pulled back and I fell on my butt.

I looked up to see Wesley and his friends, Nathan and Kyle.

I sighed and I walked to get another chair from the back and I sat in my seat.

I hate paper airplanes thrown at me and spitballs at me.

Harsh words thrown at me, also.

*After School*

Well, I tried to make friends, but I didn't because I still didn't fit in.

I grabbed my bag from the locker and I walked to the doors, but I seen Wesley, Max, Kyle and Nathan at the doors.

"Hello midget." Wesley says. I sighed and they dragged me behind the school.

They started punching my face and Wesley kicked my side and I fell to the floor.

Nathan pulled me up by my hair and stood me up.

I just let them to what they wanted to do which was beating me up.

Max and Kyle kicked both of my sides and Wesley punched me right in the jaw.

I winced from the pain and I just bit my tongue from preventing me not to yelp in pain.

Max punched me right in the gut and Wesley kicked my ribs.

I'm sure that there would be bruises on my belly and ribs.

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When they got done, and left me in the alley, I fell down to the ground, clutching my stomach.

I stayed there for 7 minutes, just laying on the ground, hurt.

I got up slowly and I grabbed my bag and limped home, but I tried not to fall to the ground.

When I got home, my mom and my brother were in the kitchen with some of Jack's friends.

I walked up to my room, I threw my bag at the door when I shut my door.

I walked into my bathroom and looked into mirror.

I seen bruises on my left cheek and a handprint on my right cheek.

I shut my bathroom door and I sat on the toilet, I looked at my counter to see my razor.

I picked it up and pressed it against my wrist and I pressed harder and blood drippled down my wrist, like water comes out of the fosset.

I sliced more until my head started pounding and I stopped.

I held onto my head and I closed my eyes.

I sliced more on my other wrist and my head started pounding really bad.

I stopped, I stood up and I washed my wrists.

I looked into the mirror and my face was pale and my eyes weren't brown anymore, there were like a grayish color.

I put on a black sweater and I just laid in bed, staring at the ceiling.

Do I have to live? I thought.

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