Chapter 8

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Hannah's pov
I couldn't focus at all at school,I was constantly doodling in every class,even art class!by the time I was in lunch I was full on drawing,Tommy Jacobson purposely spilled his chocolate milk on my drawing.i widened my eyes and gasped,"what the fuck Tommy?!"I exclaimed."Whoops!sorry!"he said sarcastically,his friends laugh.i clenched my hands into a fist,the pencil I was holding snapped in two.some of his friends gasped,"aww is little orphan Hannah getting upset?"he asked sarcastically.the table began to shake,I put my hands on my head.i held pieces of my hair tightly,"SHUT UP!"I yelled.that yell sent him flying across the room,everyone gasped.i widened my eyes and looked at my hands,I grabbed my backpack and sketchbook and ran out of the cafeteria.

I ran and ran,I didn't stop running till I was out of the school.i soon stopped running to breath,i panted and sat down on a bench,i exhaled.i soon realized where I was:Central Park."ok that cant be a coincidence."I thought,I felt my pocket vibrate.i took out my phone from my pocket and saw Helen was calling me,i gulped and ignored the call.i shoved my phone back in my pocket,I then buried my face in my hands."What's wrong with me?"I mumbled,I began to quietly sob.i shakily opened my sketchbook,I then widened my eyes.the chocolate milk stain completely vanished!"What the what?"i said to myself,"I should tell Helen about this....no,no,she wouldn't believe me."I thought.

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