Part II: Everything Goes Downhill From Here

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As I got to class Mr. Ralph gave me a tardy and told me to sit down so we could finally start class. I felt everyone look at me as I sat down and I turned red. I pulled my scarf over my mouth and looked up, there was nothing interesting that the teacher was talking about, more blabber about history or something. After an eternity the bell rang and I got up to leave class. As I stand up, Josh, one of Carter's lackeys, trips me and I crash to the floor he laughs and walks away. Nobody noticed, not even Mr. Ralph. I got up and walked out of class. School was now over and I went home. When I opened the door I ran upstairs  into my room and burst to tears. It's been four straight days of Carter bullying me. When mom got home I was passed out from the crying, she opened the door, saw I was asleep and closed the door. During my sleep I dreamed of giant strawberries. It was odd, I know. When I woke I realized it was Saturday! Yay! No Carter, at least that's what I thought. I got changed and went outside. I walked to the nearby park to read for a couple hours. During that time it became cloudy and dark. So much for being out longer. Right then Carter appears out of nowhere. With him is a girl I've seen. I think her name was Jess, one of the popular girls. She walks up to me and slaps me across the face so hard my face started to sting. She backed up laughed and Carter kicked me in the shins. I grasp my legs and he shoves me to the ground. I collapse and lie on the concrete from the pain and they walk off. Well, not really, Jess came back as I was trying to stand up and kicked me in the chest. All of the air leaves my body and I fall back onto the ground gasping for air. Today was not be good. It started to rain and I was on the ground staring at the sidewalk of where I was attacked. My mom eventually finds me and helped...no picked me up. She asked who did, because apparently I my face was really red, and I said that it was Carter and Jess, two kids from school. She looked at me sadly and helped me into the car, back to the house, and inside. I lay down on the couch and turn on the TV. There's nothing good on to I watch whatever was on at the time. Sooner or later I fell asleep. I didn't dream.

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