Sarah: The True Accounts of A Broken Road

Chapter 1

Hey my name is Sarah and this is the story of my normal yet tragic life. So if you cannot handle a heartbreaking story then I suggest you go and read something else. It all started a couple years ago and like every normal day I just did my normal routine: Get up, get dressed, straighten my hair or leave it pulled up in a pony tail, and go to school. I had a pretty normal life, if you could call it that, my friends were books pretty much and that is okay cause this high school social status is so overrated these days but as for me I'm the weird girl who is sitting alone at any place reading a book. I guess could have been a prep, or anything else but to be honest I just couldn't make myself live that way cause I just don't find parties significantly appealing in any way and so here I am getting lost in another book at 1:15pm.

I was just finishing this book when these people decided to bombard my table and let me tell you if I'm reading do not come and talk to me because I won't be the friendliest girl out there. "Hey Sarah what you doing? Reading a book? That is like stupid come with us to a party and ditch stories," Said a jock with the head cheerleader on his arms. The imbecile is Brad and that girl is Jessica. I really can't stand them to be honest and they always do this every single week at the exact same time. "Sorry, I'd rather not," I said while getting up to go put the book up. "Aw come on you have never been to a party like ever," Brad said with a jerk of a smirk. I was going to say something when Jessica the queen of all Bitchiness decided to speak, "Oh come on Brad, she is to lame to party and would never be able to do anything but be the piñata we hit hoping for candy cause she is just to innocent." I only turned away put up the book, grabbed two books, grabbed my stuff and was going to leave when I said, "By the way, I would rather not go because none of you are stimulating enough for me to spend time around, You are all jerks and so no I will not go and if you'll excuse me I have things to do."

I went to the front of the library to check out the other books to the series I was reading, which I loved by the way, and had a conversation with the librarian Mrs. Holiday. I always enjoyed our talks to be honest, she was way to interesting to me because she loved books as much as I did, and we just exchanged stories to each other. I was in the middle of one of the books I was explaining to her when the bell rang and so I had to go. "Sorry, got to go to class Mrs. Holiday, Talk to you tomorrow," I said while leaving. Just as I was leaving someone tripped me, I fell to the ground and my stuff when flying everywhere. All I could hear was laughter all around, my face was bright red, I was so embarrassed and I tried to get all my stuff but everyone kept tossing it around. I am the girl people cheat off of because I'm smart enough to try, I'm the one people push around because I'm weird, I'm the one no guys want to be with, and most of all sadly this isn't even the saddest part of anything. The saddest part, the horrific part will be the part that changes everything forever.