Arora
"Look it's her...
" the girl behind me whispered in fear thinking I will not hear. No wonder they are
talking about me, I almost killed the school bully who was haunting me for years. It is not my fault.
Let me get clear.
I am a 17-year-old girl who is currently living a miserable life because her parents abandoned her
since the day she was born. My name is Arora, I have been living in an orphanage since the day I
opened my eyes. Everyone made fun of me and left me alone because, I am "emotionless" Infront of
everyone but that is just their assumptions. I just never had someone who stayed by my side, so I do
not show emotions to not get my feelings hurt.
At the age of 16, I started to work in a cafeteria since I had to live in the orphanage. No one was
adopting me because I was a quiet girl who did not talk much and now there is no one who wants to
adopt a teenager. If someone ever did, it would be just to benefit themselves. In school I was
constantly being bullied because of my long black hair and green eyes. People called me a mute
witch.
Two days ago.
A girl named Sophia who had been my bully since elementary school cut some of my hair while her
minions grabbed me so I would not be able to run. Not only did she cut my hair from the side, but
she burned my arm with her straightener, which was painful. They ran away as soon as they heard
footsteps in the empty hall. Everyone was in their classes. They left me on the floor crying in pain. I
did not have enough money to treat my wound, so I just had to bear the pain. But enough is enough.
I stood back on my feet, ripped a piece from my shirt and wrapped it around my arm. Then I went
straight in the class of Sophia where she was doing her make up without paying at teachers'
attention. "Arora why are you so late for the class?" the teacher asked me as if he did not know what
that bitch does to me. Yes, everyone knew about this, but nobody stood up for me since she was
daddy's little princess. I ignored the teacher and went straight to Sophia who was laughing like a
clown with her number one minion named Iris. I smacked her head on the table multiple times
before she could free herself from my grip on her Hair, then I picked the chair and threw it to
everyone who went into a corner terrified by my action. Today no one can stop me even her fucking
father or those damn teachers for nothing. Her forehead was bleeding and I slapped her. I can never
forget that feeling ever again. The satisfaction I got by seeing my art Infront of me. She is all messy
and bloody.
I am strong even if I have never shown it and I was done being a good student who just scored high
in her classes. Sophia begged me for mercy, but I was done with her fake shit. Even the principal
was horrified by what her father would think about his daughter being abused by an orphan. At this
point they had to call our guardians but guess what? I do not have anyone. Her father came into the
principal's office running as if someone stole his favorite toy but when he saw me, he got on his
knees. "M-Mis-s Ar-ora what are you doing here?" "DADDY, are you out of your mind? She almost
killed me, and you are showing her respect?" The brat said that to her father who knows me?
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