Today you called me whore again.It's even written in my desk.
I tryed to ignore you,like everytime,but you wouldn't leave me alone.
You "took" my lunch..."You don't need that,FATTY",you said.
Of course ,you leave the best for last...You and your friend beat me after classe.I couldn't stand it anymore,so I started crying...
A lot of students passed by,but nobody seemed to notice me...Or maybe nobody cares...
I hate you ,all of you.
You are enjoying this.
You enjoy seeing someone else suffer.
I still remember the first time I met you;Dylan.
You sat next to me ,you stared at me for a while.I was a bit embarrased.What does this strange look mean?
I was going to say something ,when the teacher entered the classroom.From time to time,I was stealing a look;he was very handsome.
Our eyes met again,but this time you smiled to me.
I thought that we could be friends;but I was wrong...
You pushed me violently in the stairs.
"It's your Welcome present..."
I didn't understand what was going on...
"Prepare yourself for the worst.From now I'll make your life a nighmare ."
Congratulations,Dylan.You have perfectly succeeded.
Yes,my life is now a living nightmatre.
Does it make you feel better?
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ChickLitIt's dark ...My eyes are wide open but I still can't see anything. My body is shivering The fear is eating ,devoring my soul . Suddenly , I hear a sound of footsteps behind the locked door. I try to escape . I can't move my body. I'm cold ...I 'm...
