That day i went to school with bruises.
"Ramona " my councilor called from the door of the classroom .
"Yes" I said worried.
"Please come here ".
*Oh no , does she know?! She can't know because I didn't tell her , she wouldn't know, she couldn't know , Ramona don't tell her nothing! I will lie.*
I walked over there with my head facing downward and trying to hold my tears back, I was covering my bruises but it was hard because I had to much.
"Ramona, can I ask you something?" Ms.Bryant asked.
"No" I said.
"I'm going to ask you anyway, this morning I saw your step father drop you off , he was screaming at you for some reason and he raised his hand up at you but then he looked
At me and put it down and just stared at me until I eventually went into the school building . Ramona is everything ok at home?" She asked.
"Yes" I replied fastly.
I started to tear up , I couldn't hold it in. My tears just came out really fast like a rollercoaster dropping from a 400 foot drop.
"Your not going into that classroom until you tell me what's going on !" She said quietly .
" I can't trust you" I said.
"I promise I won't tell Ramona " she lied.
" Well ...my mother is working a lot , All day and everyday. So we can afford our house ,my step father takes care of me. He kind of hits me , well he hits me all the time and bad. I tell him to stop but he don't. Yesterday night , I forgot to clean my room so he punched me in the face several times and pushed me and stomped on me after , he even threw a chair down the steps at me, but don't worry it always happens , it hurts ,it hurts a lot." I said shaking and crying.
