Alayna's pov
I woke up and looked around. Then I realize it was a school day. Good thing it's a Friday. YAYYYYYY. I got out of bed and did my hygiene thing, put on my clothes, grabbed my schoolbag and walked out the door. I was walking alone with no one to talk to. I felt like loner walking alone, but I had to live with it. I got to the bus stop waiting... waiting and waiting then finally the bus came and I walked up the stairs of the bus and sat in my seat. Some kids were coming on the bus and took their seats. This boy named Chris who likes to mess with me sat down besides me. He's the most popular boy in school.
Chris: heyy ugly.
Alayna:*rolls eyes*
Chris: What, are you going to cry?
Alayna: No.
Chris: Why are you always writing in that notebook for?
Alayna: None of your business.
Chris: *Snatches notebook and flips trough it*
Alayna:*Takes it back*
UGGGHHH I hate school. Soon, as I got my notebook back , I begin to write.
'And when I die
Don't you dare come to my funeral
Don't put flower on my grave
Don't cry and say you'll miss me,
Because you're the reason
I'm six feet under
Wondering if I'll ever rest in the peace.'
I wrote poetry since I was 10 years old. Poetry is the only thing that helps me in this world.
More people started to get on the bus. Then, there was my crush but he doesn't notice me. Who cares anyways he has a girlfriend already and she is very pretty. I bet it's easy for her to fit in this school but soon the bus stop. I was at school and I got off the bus and went straight to my locker quietly and quickly as I can before someone messes with me. I got all my stuff and went to my first period class. I started to write again.
'I need a friend
I need a friend to trust
A friend I can tell anything too
I need a friend
I need a friend to help me
A friend that will help me through the worst
I need a friend
I need a friend to cry with
Over all the stupid things
I need a friend
A best friend to stay with me until the very end.'
The teacher began to talk about social studies. My crush, Dajon walked in.
Dajon: Sorry that I'm late, my locker was acting stupid.
(Mrs.B aka Mrs. Beeham)
Mrs.B: It's ok just sit down and join my class.
Dajon: *Sits down*
OMG!!!!!!!! love this boy. He is so cute. The best thing about it is he sit right next to me. I love him.
~Skip to Lunch~
I sat alone at lunch. I didn't eat anything. I feel so alone. I had no one. My life is a living sorrow of pain. I feel like a knife went though my heart. I just wish I had a friend, one friend will be fine.
~Bell ring~
~Skip to the end of school~
I ran to the bus and sat down wishing that no one will see me. I got lucky but I was surprised that no one had messed with me. It was my stop. I walked slowly, knowing something bad was waiting for me at home.
Soon as I walked in the door my mother was on the floor crying.
Alayna: Why are you crying?
(Am aka alyana mom)
Am: Because your daddy came today and he hit me with a glass bottle.
Alayna: Omg!!
I saw her bleeding from her forehead. Blood was rushing out of quickly, dripping on the floor. She look very pale and tired.
Alayna: I'm calling the police.
Am: NOOO!!!!! WHAT IF THEY ASK WHO HIT ME AND YOU KNOW WHAHT'S GOING TO HAPPEN TO ME?!
Alayna: I know, but you have to get help.
Am: NO!!!!
Alayna: Okay, okay, okay.
So, I nursed her all night . I don't even know why I'm helping her. She didn't believe anything I said anyways. Like, when I tell her about this world, this place, I call it beyond wonderland.
But I still helped her since I'm a nice person.
She went to sleep on me so I put the covers over her and walked out. I walked in my room and shut the door. I sighed of how my day went today, but I have to be thankful cause I'm still living even though sometimes I don't want to be. I pulled the covers over me and closed my eyes and went to sleep.
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Beyond Wonderland Ray Ray Love Story
FanfictionHave you ever wanted to leave this crazy world and just go to a whole different place beyond anything you see this land or world is real? A 15 year old girl named Alayna has seen it. She's suffered through people calling her a crazy, disturbed psych...