Chapter 3

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My next lesson was French, i do like it but the problem is that Matthew Espinosa was there. He acts like an inocent person but he's not at all

I don't know but I have the feeling that I've seen him before and that I know him from somewhere but that's not possible as I'm new in this school and so this city

I took my seat, at the back, near a window

While i was writing down my notes, a piece of paper landed on my table, i opened it

One side of the paper said "I h8 you"

I turned back to read:

Kill yourself please, leave this town your ugliness piss all off- Matt

Ouch. That hurts. I wanted to cry but i wasn't that weak. I flipped him off and he looked shocked

While i read my notes and correct some mistakes , someone came and sat next to me, was Matthew, i ignored him

"Listen. You're in trouble"

He left, i knew i was gona be hit, again. At least it wouldn't be a surprise.

I went to take my lunch and after that, the last two lessons went by fast.

When school ended, i grabbed my things, then, my bullies were waiting for me

Someone picked me but i wasn't able to see anything, when i was back on the floor, i saw my bullies standing there

Grab Her guys - Dylan commanded

He punched me right on my face and stomach then they left and i was there in the ground

What have i done to them?

I felt like all my body was hurting. I can't believe they left me like that

I went to my house and happily, dad wasn't there, i had a long warm bath
Then i checked my body, i still have Dylan's hand mark, he's the only one of them who hit me, the other ones just say rude things. I looked my scars in my wrists and arms, yes, i cut myself.

When i finished getting comfortable ,I put my alarm and went to bed

All i wanted to do was sleep

I couldn't stop thinking about my bullies

Why me?

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