Almost Broken. </3

Chapter 7. When you think its all over.

           My days were long and my nights were harder. Every night i would cry myself to sleep with my jaw cringing in pain. I couldnt help but be dissapointed in myself. I never knew why but i blamed myself for what those girls had done to me. I really did wanna die.. I gave myself away, i didnt care anymore. I let people take advantage of me, they didnt know it but i did, they probably just thought i was gullible. I let people walk all over me from now on and i didnt care what the outcome. I didnt talk to Ansley as much, she didnt think anything was wrong. I blared her out just like the rest of the world. I let boys take advantage of me, i just hated myself and everybody and everything around me. I never wanted to go around anybody anymore, i was too scared to let my story get out, people knew me every where i went and not like i could go far being young and unable to drive for another year.

       I sat in my room, it was the middle of the night and i was watching the harassing facebook comments on that horrifying video that was planed and ploted aginst me. I re-watched the video all the time wondering why so many people went aginst me. The time i spent waiting to be acepted into a school was long. My name, Kendall, was like a cuss word to thease people they  never stoped using  it. I had various thoughts in my mind that were not normall. I wanted to see Helen again and give her a peice of my mind, i dreamed of punching her face in so far that i would get arrested.

     Finally after looking every where i got a notice in my email box that a Christian homeschool that is also a private school going only 2 days a week accepted me in their school and i would start the next Tuesday. Only flaws are making new freinds and wearing a uniform. The new friend thing though was fantastic! I would get to start fresh!

   It was tuesday.. I was getting ready and i had no idea what to wear! I hadnt goten my uniform yet and this was my day to dress to impress! I threw on my dark wash skinny jeans, blue button up silky shirt with badazzled collar and i looked Fantastic! You could barley tell that I was in the worst condition that i have ever felt to be in. My hair was straightend to be perfect and my makeup was perfect. For once i felt perfect to not have anybody know me, or my horible story.

    I did a quick check in the mirror and I hopped out of the car and my dad fallowed behind me, i felt as if i was shaking with scardness to be able to meet somebody today and put a forever impression about me. I was terrified! My dad just let me go, he didnt walk me to my class which i actually wanted him to do because i was ready to turn around and run out the exit. The teacher that was going to be in my first class sat at the door, like she knew i was coming at the exact time. She gave me a huge hug before she introduced herself..

What grade are you in sweet heart? she asked me as i enterd, oviously she knew i was new.

8th mam. i said with the nicest smile on my face i could produce.

What a great thing, we knew you were coming we were praying for another girl. WHATTT? what is this women talking about i thought! I didnt know they took this down to earth thing so literaly here. But come to find out i liked it. You had all teachers their to defend you, they spoke things in a holy manner and they would not let anybody be rude about anything. hmm.

  The new teacher walked me to ourclass room, we walked in and their was only 2 people there so far. Two boys named Noah and Jake. Jake i thought was a sweetheart. Noah was very quiet he payed attention to his suroundings, observing everything.  I turn my head away from the boys and there was a girl walking in, she had brown hair, it was long, and beautiful with big brown eyes. She was very pretty. Her name was Ashley. She introduced herself to me, she was very nice, but quiet, but i figured it was the fact that she didnt know me. Then another girl comes in, her name was Emma, She was just a pretty as Ashley and they both had the same color hair and eyes, but Emmas hair was a little shorter. I watched as each boy and girl came in the room while i just smiled and introduced my self. I felt like a bobble head becuase i got asked so many questions.