words~chapter 11

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Duff, duff, duff, duff, d-d-duff!

Me and Grace have pretty much just been around all day watching old recorded episodes of Eastenders. I hate it here, but I have to admit they've got great TV! They even have movie channels and all that, I'm like whoaa.

Plus, I've got Grace. I think I've finally found a real friend, I can't blow it. Even though, because it's me, I've somehow already managed to practically mess it up for both of us. I mean, what kind of a person fancies her best friend's bully? A bad one. like me, obviously.

But Grace is such a nice person. It's like when I'm with her, I just completely forget about everything. For a while, anyway. She's really great to be around, and she's pretty much the only thing I have left. She's definitely the closest thing I have to family, anyway. It's nice, talking with her eases the pain for a while.

"Uh, Amy, I've gotta go take a shower, I'll see you later?" Grace stands up brushing crumbs of Doritos off her jeans onto the carpet. Ah, Doritos. A gift from the Gods. Stupid diet.

"Yup, that's fine!" I reply cheerfully, although I have absloutely no idea what I'm going to do for the next 40 minutes of my life. Luckily Adam went out with his mates about an hour ago, so he won't be around to bug any of us for quite a while. I say luckily.. a part of me wishes he was here, just so somebody is here with me. Leaving me alone with my thoughts... it's kinda dangerous.

I chuck my half-eaten cereal bar into the plastic bin, and sure enough, it misses. Oh well, the place is a dump anyway. I'm on a strict diet at the moment and to be honest, it's not really helping my chubby figure at all. I'm still as fat as anything, yay.

When I get up to my room, I head over to the old laptop that one of the other kids, James, gave to me when he bought himself a new one. When we get older and we're about to leave this dump, we get a budget or something, I'm not really sure how it works. But James is doing IT or something like that. From what I've heard, he's pretty clever, but he doesn't exactly act like a nerd. I really hope he does well because he's like a big brother to most of us, he's really nice to me in particular. Apparently I remind him of his little sister. I haven't asked what happened to her, I have a feeling I don't want to know the answer.

While I wait for the 'welcome' screen to load, I cross over to my wardrobe to try and find an old hoodie or something I can throw on.

I spot my old flute in the corner underneath my old sports trainers. I remember the day mum bought me it. We were having one of our girly days, which we used to have once about every 3 months. We'd been into town, got some McDonalds, bought some new clothes, and we were just heading back to the bus stop when we passed the music store. There was a sale on, and I'd been wanting to learn an instrument for a while. Mum took me inside and we picked out the flute together. I came out of the shop feeling like the happiest girl in the world.

I wish somebody would've warned me about what was going to happen to me.

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I log onto my laptop and check my facebook page. I almost forgot.

But they won't give up. They won't leave me alone that easily.

Lauren and Seth. Hannah. Kirsty.

They're back for me.And they won't stop until they break me completely.

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Was that any good? I don't really know...

Anyway I made a new cover for this book, I don't think it looks that good but probably better than the last one? Anyway this story is pretty much cliche, sorry......

I know I haven't updated in ages, sorry but it's the Easter holidays here now so I have a load more time on my hands.

Anyway byee :) xxxxxxxxxxx

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