The day after the insentient I walked in to school like it was no big deal. Like I had just gone surfing and Josh had went with me like every other day. Like I had no idea why every one was staring at me. Like I had no idea why I had no idea why everyone was whispering around me. Like I had just got dirt in my eye and that's why my era were watering.. But that was a lie.
Later that day my teacher called me up to tell the class's what happened... I couldn't tell anyone the truth. Or I could I was just afraid what they would think. I stood in front of my class mates that have known me for eight years. Maybe longer. I stood there not knowing what I was going to say. So I didn't say anything. I just stood there looking like I was more hurt than anyone. But if I said that than I would have lied even more than I should have.
Each teacher, in every class room asked me the same questions. And I didn't want to answer so I looked down at my arm that was cut. But I couldn't remember how I got it. So each time instead of answering questions I would think how or where I got the cut. But I couldn't remember anything. I couldn't decide weather to tell the truth or just keep up the lie that in now am living in.
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Secrets
Teen FictionHey Watt Pad reader some of you may have read my book "Screwed" and I'm gonna continue writing. Plus I'm also going to be continuing a new series from each persons perspective. Anyway my new book "secrets" has even more romance and every one knows...