The difference of love and and feeling it

MAGGIES POV:

Sitting on a beach sun in my face. Almost glowing not a care to be found. No sob story over a guy to tell no dramma with a best friend and no bossy parents...

And then I woke up

Back to the real life where I am not a beautifully sun kissed tan barbie but a girl with a bad past, horrifying present and a gloomy outlook on the future. These were my thoughts as someone nudged me awake great I was home from school only tho find some one had beaten me there.

"hello" my quivered as I peered around

"In here" my moms high pitched voice seemed to stretch as I enters I herd wisphers on say yes she deffinety has potential I hated who ever it was instantly they had strotyped me and wanted to change me but most importantly why the HELL ARE THEY HERE just I thought it I also screamed it :0 oops

Marrissa my fathers voice bombed he then followed it with a go pack your bags as confused as I was I knew never question the person who can kill you...

That's right I'm abused so don't sit there and feel bad for me honestly after being raped last week I lost the one thing I thought I'd kept from him

Jarrett

I was at school board as anything but I'm excited I think all the guys are it's almost mid semester break and unlike most schools ours is for 2 weeks but the principal said we can't leave the campus and visit family but at lest there's no school. Then I herd a knock at the door and mr Lewis strode in like he owned the place well technically he does but I'm not gonna get into all that behind him followed so dude man this guy was tiny probably anorexic then mr Lewis said hoods weren't allowed in the class room and as he hesitently pulled the hood off we saw long below the shoulder length hair cascade down he back we gasped like little girls it was now clear how much she really didn't belong...

SO anyone like comment I'll keep going promise :)