why me?

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Lychee;
Sorry I got a but overwhelmed.Let me start from the beginning so you can understand my story.

Lychee;
I was always the target on bullying in school, why? Because my father is unknown for all I know it might be one of my school mates fathers,it might even be nala's dad too. Thinking about me being her half sister gives me goosebumps who knows what she would do to me if thats true.

As I walked through the school's noisy hallway, holding tightly to my backpack, each step was filled with nervous anticipation. I didn't know who might hit me, kick me, or trip me. I kept my head low and tried my best to walk straight, focused only on reaching my classroom. One, two, three footsteps left, and I might just be free.

"Nala yelled my name from behind, "hey Bleach! You forgot to do my homework."

I turned nervously to see her approaching with her minions aisha and sana, all of them ready to give me a beating. My life had no protector nor savior. As Nala and her minions dragged me into the bathroom no one tried to save me no one cared everyone pretended not to see it happen.

"I thought I told you not to go home without my books," Nala said.

"I'm sorry, I really forgot," I replied, my voice trembling.

Nala's eyes narrowed. "Oh, you forgot poor thing your brain most be having a hard time you are now forgetful. But I'm sure you did yours right? You just happen to forgot mine, right? Do you know what doctors  do  to people who are forgetful? We give them a remembrance medicine."

Aisha and Sana grabbed me into one on the toiletd, forcing my head into one of the toilet seats. They pushed my face into the dirty smelly water, making me drink it as Nala kicked and hit me.

Nala sneered. "Drink it, That's the best remedy for forgetfulness."

I struggled desperately to break free but couldn’t. Eventually, I decided to stay still and let them do whatever they wanted. They finally let me go, and Nala rubbed my head roughly.

"Tomorrow, forget my homework again, yeah?" Nala said, mocking me. "Good girl."

Her and her minions left on hearing the bell ring, and I sat there crying, my tears mingling with the water dripping from my face. I didn't understand why I deserved all this, but I could only hope that one day it would be over.

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