Chapter One.
This is the end of all games. I can't go on living like this. All the heartbreak and mistakes. Why do people treat me this way? Well, I can't go on anymore. If you can her me, please grab my hand. Otherwise, I am forever alone. I don't know what he's saying but he's trying to talk to me. I take my headphones out of my ears. "Excuse me?", I asked. "Oh, I was just telling you that you're in m seat.", he replies. So, I get up and move. This isn't the first time I've been told to move out of my own seat. The bell finally rings and I leave that miserable school. "Hey freak show!" I turn and it's Trina. She's the prettiest and most popular girl in West Adams High. So, I turn and walk away.
"Where you going loser?", she asked, snotty-like. "Home.", I replied not looking up. "No, your not. We need a little show.", Trina said. "I am not a freak.", I replied angrily. I walk toward my bus. Trina yells something but I didn't understand. I decided I didn't need anymore drama, so I didn't say anything when I got on my bus. I turned on my music and put my headphones in. When I was almost home, someone from the back threw something at me. I pulled my headphones out and looked around. Nothing.
I knew they had said some bad and nasty things about me but I didn't care. "Bitch don't be looking back here at me!!", screamed some girl I didn't know. I turned around. "Hell nah she just ignored you!", said some guy. "Beat her ass Alice!", screamed someone else. The bus stops. I get off. People were screaming and shouting things at me.
Things when I get home aren't any better either. "Look what the circus brought us, honey.", says my father. "How was your day?", asked my mother. I just walked to my room and whispered, "Same as everyday." I just sit in my room, like everyday, and cry until I'm asleep. This is why I don't want to live anymore. People treat me the worst possible way. Even my dreams are mean to me.
