SKY'S P.O.V.
Today was Friday and I was on my way to school. I'm 16 and my name is Sky. I dont have any friends and Im always bullied about the way I dress because I don't have many clothes and for all of the cuts and bruises I have. They think I self harm but I don't. My parents left me when I was 11 and I had nowhere to go but the streets. Right now I live with my uncle and he is abusive and it gets worse everyday. Everyday on my way to school I always past by the same old house. Everyone says its haunted but I don't believe in ghosts. It has broken windows and the grass is dead. It would be your typical 'haunted house'. Somebody does live there but he never comes outside.i've never seen him but people who have said hes a freak. Hes about my age and people say his parents left him when he was young..like me. I wish I could see what he looks like... Every time I pass it I have the urge to go knock on the door to see him. He seems like such a mystery. For now on ill call him mystery boy because I don't know his name.
When I got into the school I could already hear there(my bully's)voices in my head saying, your not good enough, ugly, useless, unwanted. I was prepared for whatever they had thrown at me. As I walked through the hall everyone was staring at me. I was basically the schools freak show. Then James started walking over to me. James is probably my second worst nightmare right after Rick . I dont even want to call him my uncle so I call him Rick. I feel someone slap me. Of course it was James. The name calling began...
Fat.
Ugly.
Unwanted.
After a while I actually started to believe everything he said but I told myself that I wouldn't Let him win.
Everyone was laughing.. I just wished I could disappear. Then out of nowhere he punched me in the stomach. I fell to the ground trying not to cry. If he saw me cry then that would mean he won. But I couldn't hold it in and my tears fell out like waterfalls. He kicked me in the gut over and over again while I was on the floor crying. Everyone just watching. Do you know how that feels? Not so good. Finally the bell rang and everyone went to class...except me. I couldn't even move. A teacher found me and thought I was skipping so she brought me to her office and called Rick to come pick me up. Not good. He is going to hit. Extra hard.
I was waiting outside for Rick preparing for whats to come next but honestly there is no way to prepare myself for whats to happen. Rick pulled up, grabbed me by the shirt and threw me in the car. The whole way there he yelled at me but I wasn't really listening. Half because I didn't want to and half because I was still thinking about mystery boy. Something about that house made me want to know more and it was driving me crazy.
