School Bully

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It's been two days since I saw Phil,Do I miss him? Somewhat.Better than what he treated me like before,I'll tell you that much.It was Monday again and I dreaded it. I got out of bed and took a quick shower,fixing my hair. Not caring to straightening my hair that has yet to dry.I grabbed an oversized beige sweater, Along with my black skinny jeans with unconventional zips and my converses. I grabbed my bag and threw it over my shoulder,walking out of my house.I walked by the bus stop,in which i went to up until the ninth grade,When Phil ruined it for me by shoving me into the dirt everyday,everyone laughing as they did . Roughly five minutes into my walk I past the park where Phil almost sent me to the E.R for the second time,Banging my head against a tree from kicking me continuously. Fun. I made my way to the school I hated the most,keeping my head down as I entered through the big glass doors.People were staring as they whispered. I shuffled down the crowed hall,pushing past the students as they shoved each other. Like animals. He went to his locker, opening it as he grabbed things from his locker,as Phil approached him,along with his immature friends. Dan groaned,slamming his locker shut. Preparing for the worse...

To be continued.

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