Alone

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       I walk over to my bed and fall down onto the soft pillows, sobbing in misery.I almost thought about looking in the mirror but was too scared for the results I would witness. I had to go to school (I am in 10th grade). I went and opened my closet door. A sweet cherry blossom smell blew gently in my face. I have a giant walk-in closet considering my family is rich, but sometimes rich doesn't work with me, it works against me. I picked out a deep burgundy colored top and paired it with skinny jeans and short black boots (my fav). I did my makeup and braided my soft natural-red hair. I headed out of the door hiding all of my sadness with a fake smile.
(I had this outfit)

     Upon opening the door I saw my limousine waiting to take me to school

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Upon opening the door I saw my limousine waiting to take me to school. I walked inside and went to my locker. I grabbed my math book and headed to math. I sat in my assigned desk which was in the second row from the teachers desk, sadly viewing the desk to the left of mine. That was my best friend Bella's desk until she moved, she was my only friend and the only person I could trust. "Marie, it's your turn to present your project" announced my math teacher Ms.Molly bringing me back to reality. I rose from from seat and strode to the front of the room with my project. In mid speech my enemy Scarlet Amerion and her followers (Natalie Brunlin,Katie Harrison, and Addison Bailey) started laughing. Ms.Molly told me to pause and walked over to the girls, meanwhile Addison quickly threw a paper ball at me. I picked up the paper and carefully unfolded it.

It read: I'll always be better than you you should just stop trying. No one cares about you and they never will. Just face it your rich but that doesn't change the fact that your a loser.

My knees trembled and my fingers released the project, I quickly stumbled out of the room crumbling the paper in my fist and stuffing it in my pocket. I ran all the way to the ladies' bathroom catching a lot of concerned looks. I through my bag on the floor and sat next to it. I was sobbing crying just wanting this to all end, hoping it would all end but it never does. And never will. After about a solid half hour I got up and opened my bag. I reached inside rubbing my fingers along papers and folders until I found my makeup box. I fixed my running mascara and blotchy foundation then ran to the nurses office. I told her how I felt terrible and threw up in the girls bathroom and she let me go home. I had to walk because my parents were busy as usual.

I got home and locked myself in my bedroom. This is how life has been for me, miserable, ever since Bella moved. I reached in my pocket and pulled out the crumpled note and put it in the top drawer of my dresser, where I keep all of the notes (Yeah there are so many that I have a whole drawer dedicated to them). I sat on my bed and clutched my teddy bear in my arms, it's the only thing I have to remember my mom after she and dad got divorced and ever since Bella left it's the only friend I have.

~10 hours later~

I still sat in the same position thinking about my mother that I haven't seen in six years, my father that never shows, and Bell-. My thoughts were interrupted. my a loud knock on my bedroom door, instinctively I shouted "It's okay my room doesn't need cleaning now."But the door opened anyways and I saw Natalie Brunlin.

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