This Is My Life

7

Just when I thought I had found the perfect place to run away from everyone I heard a rustling coming from belong me. I was really hoping it was just an animal, but animals don't laugh and snicker. I tried to be as quiet at possible. Maybe they wouldn't know I was up here and they would leave. Fat chance. 

They stopped right under my tree and glared up at me.

"Spying on us or something, creep?" The girl sneered.

I didn't answer, but I knew I was trapped up in this tree. I couldn't jump down now they would beat the crap out of me. I knew this because it's happened before. The only thing I could do is ignore them and hope they left without any trouble. Yea right. 

"You know it's rude to ignore people." The voice was another female. It sounded like the girl I met with last night. 

I still ignored them and begged them to leave in my head. I just wanted a place to feel safe. When I really looked around I noticed that it looked like it had been over run with garbage, alcohol bottles, and cigarette butts. Why hadn't I noticed that sooner. 

I slowly peered down at the people below and saw that there were 5 girls standing right below me. I was high enough up that they could not reach me, but they could easily climb up. 

One of the girls grabbed a bottle of something and threw it at me. It crashed against the tree and glass and alcohol spilled everywhere, soaking me in the process. They thought it was hillarious and began throwing other things at me. I was completely covered in alcohol and mud, and probably a bunch of other things. They just continued throwing things at me, yelling at me to come down. 

"Awe is little Melissa scared to come out of her house." 

"That's probably all she has left after killing her parents."

"You should have gotten the death sentence, or at least locked up." 

"She probably sold herself to the cop so they didn't arrest her." 

They continued on and I tried to blank it out. The tears started to stream down my face, even though I tried so hard to stay strong. I didn't want them to see that they were getting to me. 

"Oh crap I can't miss fourth period, that teacher will call my mother again." I heard one of the girls say.

I heard all the girls follow her out of the forest and I waited a minute. Wiping the tears away from my eyes and trying wipe as much mud and dirt off me as I could before I climbed out of the tree. 

I didn't think I was going to regret it so badly. A couple of the girls never left. They continued smoking by the little pit made under my tree. I hoped they wouldn't see me and I could sneak past, but as I took my first step a branch crunched under my foot. 

The girls turned around and glared at me. 

"You come down to kill us to, or are you awake?" She snickered.

"Did you remember your meds this morning." 

I tried to sound strong and tough but I failed miserably, "No I didn't, so watch out."

"Ooh I'm scared." They laughed and pushed me to the muddy forest floor. 

I felt a foot connect with my gut, then my stomach. They continued to kick me till one of them kicked me in the head, hard. I felt blood pool down my face. I didn't think I could take it anymore so I just closed my eyes hoping they would leave. 

One of the girls gave me one last hard kick to the back of my head and they both fled from the area. I didn't know if I was even able to get up. Or If i wanted to. I needed to move, get away from this place. Things always go bad for me. They just get worse, never better. I thought things could only get better once you've hit rock bottom. I think I have hit rock bottom more than once.

I laid there and cried curled up in a little ball. Every part of my body hurt. I didn't want to get up, I didn't want to move on. How could I when I was stuck in a town where I am hated by everyone. I couldn't and I wasn't going to. I could feel myself drift out of consciousness on the forest floor.