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Chapter 2

(This chapter should be longer)

1 month later

The sad feeling inside of me has finally disappeared, but it was replaced with something much worse. Pain. It's evil existence will haunt me for as long as I live. Pain and its life changing journey. Pain and its lack of emotion.

I can no longer feel anything but pain. I have no emotion left inside of me. You never know what pain can do to you until you experience it mentally. That's exactly what happened to me. It changed me in a way I love more than ever. I don't have to worry about anything but pain. Not physical pain but mental pain. The worst has past and now I am ready for any obsicle thrown my way.

Pain. It turned me into a dark teenager. The only color I wear is the cold silver bracelet that clings to my wrist. My wardrobe transformed from happy pink and poppy neon to painful black and sorrowful gray. I made my grandma take me to the salon to get my hair dyed as well. What used to be a beautiful light blonde that sparked under the sun turned into painful black like the rest of m
Since the night of the accident I moved in with my grandma. My father being in jail for child abuse and having no mother I had nowhere to live, so grandma was the last place to go. Her being so old and sleeping all day gives me no rules screwing the pain deeper into my head. I would walk the streets in the rain at night because of the pain. I got so used to the pain that I didn't want it to leave.

School starts today. First day. I am dreading going back to school. Will my friends still like this me? The dark pain-filled anti-social me? I realized that I have only said a handful of words since the accident. I have avoided contact with anyone and cut myself off from all people. I could care less if I had friends in school though. It wouldn't hurt me. It would just add to this pain I have become so familiar with.

I decide to walk to school because grandma is sleeping, of course, and I am NOT riding the bus full of people. The walk consists of staring down at my black sneakers with occasional glances up to see where I am. It is much hotter here in Florida then it was back in Wisconsin. It's almost 90 degrees and my black jeans and hoodie cling to me, but it is comforting. Reminding me of the time mom pushed me in the pool with all my clothes on. I shake off the memory and push through the doors to my school. I stare at my feet ignoring all the mean looks and gasps from my so called "friends".

Just as I reach the corner I feel a tug on my bookbag. When I turn around Lacey has a very confused look on her face. "Lily? Is that you? What happened? I knew about the accident, but this?" She waves her hands up and down my body. I shrug avoiding conversation. "Lily don't tell me the accident turned you all emo or something. I know you are upset but this is insane." Her eyes are wild searching for any emotion from me. Nothing. I shrug again and turn to go to class. Of course she follows me. "Pull yourself together or you can consider this friendship over. You've got a week." She says harshly and turns in the opposite direction. Her words don't phase me even a little. If losing her means more pain, bring it on.

When I enter my first period class I find the seat in the very back closed off from everyone and get comfortable. The class files in and I don't give one single glace up the entire time. I pull my hoodie over my head and stare at my notebook. When class starts the teacher introduces himself as Mr. Belsmurg but tells us we can call him Mr. B instead. I ignore the rest of his word until he says my name. "Lily Corway" I look up from my notebook and find the whole class staring at me. Great. "No hoods in school please." He gestures to my hood. I roll my eyes and pull my hood down. The whole class bursts into laughter. "Lily? You turned into so emo freak. What happed over the summer, did your mom die?" A student jokes and the class bursts into laughter again. His words hurt. He doesn't know they are true and continues to bully me. "Did your mommy buy you clothes to her funeral before she died?" He joke again and the class continues laughing.