When Life Knocks You Down

All Over Again

Oh crap! I can't just believe I'm going back to that hell of a school Agatha Daniels thought.

The holiday ran as fast as it could to the finish line to Agatha because it was over.

The Sunday afternoon that's usually cool and quiet was now sunny and the atmosphere was not appealing. All Agatha could deduce from this were the mockingbirds literally mocking her because she had to resume school the next day.

It was her final year and all. It was a year that high-school students looked forward to but not Agatha. It was like humiliation and embarrassment once again knocking at her door. She just couldn't take it anymore.  Agatha's best times were when she was on holiday. It's not like she had had any friends - not after what happened - to hang around with but she was always happy with the fact that she could stay in all day without a glimpse of sunshine.

Resumption always gave Agatha the chills because anytime she thought about school, the embarrassing third grade moment dances right in front of  her mind.

You would think what in the world  could possibly had stuck to her since third grade that she can't let go right?

Right from first grade, Agatha had always hated the fact that she was born out of wedlock and her mother hated her for that, she swore never to tell anyone her "little" secret. She would just say her father works in another country and does not come home often.

Her story already cooked up in her mind and served to others was quite believable. Not until in third grade when the "Queen-Bee" of the class - Margaret asked Regina, the then closest friend of Agatha if she would like to hang out with her.  Regina was quite stunned because she never expected someone like her to hang out with someone like Margaret and blindly agreed. Margaret, after making sure she got Regina all wrapped up around her little finger told her to leak Agatha's biggest secret in other for them to make sure they are real best friends.  "Stupid" Regina already feeling among told Margaret the cooked up story about Agatha's dad.

Margaret being a spoilt little brat told the whole third grade about it and her classmate made fun of her like she was the only one who had issues.  The thing that most got to her was when she was called "fat".  Agatha was not in fact fat,  but she was called that in order to make her feel less happy.

In the present Agatha is a teenage girl born out of wedlock and suffers from anorexia.

Well guys this is the first chapter. I know it's a bit boring but trust me it's going to get better.
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