Hi. Im letrealla.

that boy is dead.

I'm finally out of the hospital with only bruses.

I walked into the hall to find Alana in tears. she looked up at Me and started crying harder. "what's wrong."? she looked at me and handed me her HTC vivid smart phone and it was on her facebook, she wasn't aloud to have a facebook. but I didn't say any thing...as I was scrolling threw I saw boobie pictures and all kinds of shit, they were labled Alana and even had her Facebook name tagged on them. that little pervert posted the pictures of her on Facebook.? wow. that's low.

I punched her arm playfully, then I wiped her tears, the I said "let's go find the bitch". she told me I can't fight him till Monday when the high schoolers are visiting the middle school. I said okay.