Barely alive

Another day another fake smile part 18

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I had maths. I was with Lucy and Lizzie for it, we sat at the front with chavs around us as far as the eye could see. We were doing calculated colouring probably because the teacher didn't know what to make us do. I was now in year 9 so I didn't have the weird tree talking teacher anymore. Instead I had a teacher who well...doesn't know how to teach. She thinks a good maths education is showing her students clips on how to draw triangles.  But unlike other maths teachers she's actually kind so, you win some you lose some.

"Wait so Lizzy isn't your real name?" The conversation had spiraled into finding out my friends real name. I was smiling and laughing even though I really did not feel like it.  I plastered on a fake smile as usual and continued the conversation

"Is it Esmeralda?"

"No"

"Imogen?"

"No"

"I have no idea. Just tell me!"

"Nope"

I had a plan. We have folders in the class. Blue folders that have our real names on. Once everyone had left the class including the teacher I stood on top of the chair and pulled all off the folders down it took me a few minutes to find them but I did. Isabella . Oh my God. I didn't even know that was a name.

"HEY ISABELLA!" Her face was priceless. I finally knew it. But I felt no better.

When I got back home I researched pedophiles. Okay maybe that's not the thing you thought I was going to say but it's the truth. I don't know what I wanted to find but just something...

I researched why they did what they did and it said that some children who have been sexually abused actually become pedophiles themselves. What! How could anyone do that? I wonder if he was. Maybe. Perhaps he was once the victim...