Chapter 12- Oh dear..

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I was lay in bed on my phone; when my mum comes into my room

'Phone'

'What why??'

'You know full well why!'

'No I don't why?'

Anyway this argument went on a while until she finally shouted my dad to get it off me who also ha the same argument with me.

Then I heard my mum saying 'we will both just have to get it off her'.. Oh no I thought. If this lead to me getting hurt again...? What if she locks me in my room again?

Well, it didn't lead to me getting locked in my room. However, it did lead to me getting hurt. Really hurt. I got hit in the face. The arm; and even the stomach. They snatched the phone! And left. Left me lying there in floods of tears and increasing pain. I just wanted to end my life then and there; but I couldn't all for my friends. They care to much? Don't they? I would break there hearts? Would I put them in more pain? No they won't care that much.

I grabbed a pair of scissors and then remembered what Lois had told me. Never result to self harm; I had promised her. I couldn't break a promise. A promise is a promise. Not something to ever be broke! I stopped. Thought. I cried so much, my head hurt. My eye felt bruised. Waterfalls were coming from my eyes.

'I have tried 2013, 1998, 6398, 5377 (spelling Jess with the numbers). None are the right code?'

I heard from down below, the torturous people downstairs. I was scared. If they got in my phone they would see everything! Everything I told anyone! About Theo or them! All I thought was please someone help me. They didn't get into it luckily.

The day after I didn't have my phone back. I felt lost. I didn't even want to go home. But it was my mums birthday. I had too. We went out for tea at the Watermead; I ordered a bacon and cheese burger with chips and onion rings. All I ate was half a burger. I want hungry I had to eat it. I was with my family. I couldn't after Half a burger I felt sick. I went to the toilets and threw up everything I had eaten. I can't tell my family this. I didn't. I left it. My dad ate the other half of the burger as I said I felt ill. And I left the chips and onion rings.

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