A few years passed I was now going into fourth grade,i was sad you could say but I thought I hid it well.i had no real friends and wasn't the most popular girl,i was getting bullied but some how I didn't know it,to me the bad words well they felt normal and didn't seem to hurt me,even the cruel words of "go kill yourself" said to me by dozens of people a day felt fine.The verbal bullying turned into physical ,and as that changed so did I,i started throwing fits to stay home with mom and so I could dodge the bully's of course.Everyone in the school knew what was happening I only got sympathy from some teachers,others were just as bad to me as most of the kids were. I felt lost,alone,and as if I were invisible and uncared for that is until I met summer,summer was a short girl with red hair she also got bullied super bad so we quickly became best friends.
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Teen FictionPortia is a young girl who finds herself in a field of confusion.in between sickness,death,changes,bully's,and new family will she find her self normal again ?
