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"Are you exicted?" my mom asked.

Today is the first day of my 8th grade year. This summer a lot of things have happened to me, and no one knows.

I nod yes.

"You don'g seem so excited sweetie." she says concerned.

I have'nt been talking lately he said if I said anything to anyone he would do it again. I've keep quiet for 5 years, but he atill does it.

"Sweetie are you ok? You've been.. Off lately. Your not yourself "

"I'm fine" I lied. I've never been fine. Ever since 3rd grade.

"Ok. Here we are" she say says sounding worried while puuling up the driveway to my school.

"Bye mom" I whisper, hoping she doesn't hear me.

"Bye sweetie," she says calmly "Have a great day and I'll pick you up 3:30. Okay?"

I nod yes.

Here we go we start a new year.

I walk down the hallway with my head down hoping no lne will notice me.

I'm almost down in the field safe untill two girls walk up to me.

"Oh my gawd," One girl says "You dyed your hair and got a lip piercing?"

"No" I say quietly, being sarcastic because it's only oblivious.

"What do you mean? Your hair is clearly blue and you have a piercing." The other blonde girl says like I'm stupid.

"Yea I know" I say more confident than usuall lately. "If it's 'clear' then why did you ask?"

"I dont know" The first one saying shrugging her soulders.

I just walk away. What else can I do? Talk to them about what we just discussed?

I keep on walking so I can be early to class and get the farthest seat in the back.

"Hey" I hear someone say.

'Calm down loser, no one wants to talk to you.'

It's my mind. My mind has been playing tricks on me since I was seven. Always told me bad things and always wanted ms gone.

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