Plastic diamonds - Marjorie's backstory.

Chapter 1

Growing up, Marjorie's mother would constantly put her down. She would comment on her child's appearance, her grades, her knowledge, her social skills. Anything that would make Marjorie feel bad about herself.

Marjorie was constantly left alone with just her thoughts. In school, she was bullied by everyone in her year from a young age. They would often trick Marjorie into changing things about her appearance. They would tell her if she listened to them, they would let her hang around with them.

Marjorie would always fall for it. All she ever wanted was to have people by her side. However, everytime the girl did what the others asked, all they would do is point and laugh at her. She eventually came to the realisation that no matter what she did, it was all set up to embarrass Marjorie, they never actually wanted to be around her. So she gave up trying.

The bullying towards Marjorie followed her into secondary. Except, it got worse, as more people joined in. None of the teachers at school did anything to help Marjorie. They'd tell her "it's probably just banter" or "those students would never do that."

Marjorie would come home from school daily in tears, hoping that maybe one day her mother would realise she was hurt, and maybe comfort her. Instead, all she got was "it's your own fault."

Marjorie's mother would blame every little thing on her, and even things that she couldn't control. The fact that she was bullied, the fact she struggled to socialise and make friends, and even small grade slip ups. It was all blamed on herself.

Marjorie barely saw her father, and when she did, it was very forceful, it was obvious he did not want to be around her. Marjorie's dad ran off with another woman as soon as she was born. He had a separate family. His girlfriend, had two other daughters around the same age as Marjorie. He loved his little bubble of a family. However, Marjorie was not part of that bubble.

Every time she was with her dad, he'd constantly spend more of his time and attention towards the other girls. He'd constantly compliment them and tell them how much he loved them. Marjorie just used to sit in silence and watch, hoping one day she'd get that same love from someone.

Marjorie would silently cry to herself in her room everyday, hoping to not alert her mother. She would write future letters to herself, in hopes that one day, maybe her life would get better than how she's currently living. Her only friend was a teddy bear that she was given as a gift way back when she was in nursery. Her mother never bothered to buy her toys, so she used to cling onto that teddy bear like it was her only hope.

When Marjorie finished school. She realised she didn't want to go to college or university, she realised that following what everyone else was doing, would never stop the bullying. So she decided to be independent and find herself an apprenticeship. Marjorie had always had a heart for toddlers and babies, she thought they were the sweetest. So, she decided to apply at different nursery's around her area.

Eventually, she was offered a place at a nursery and was over the moon. Her mother wasn't happy about it, but yet again, her mother was never happy about anything Marjorie did. When Marjorie first started working there, it was quite miserable, none of the staff would talk to her or each other, they'd all just do their job and go home. But she always thought it was much better than school, so she never really complained.

As Marjorie slowly started to feel more comfortable around the nursery, she started to adapt a close bond to the manager. He was tall, with brown hair and in his early 40s. The manager was really sweet and caring towards Marjorie.

At least, that's what she thought his intentions were..