As I was putting my books and other stuff into my locker I hear someone walking toward me. I think it's Carter, but when I turn around it isn't the monster himself, but instead it's Anna. I smile at the fact that my only friend is here to talk to me. :) She said hi and how are you. I replied with a: I'm fine. She smiled and said that's good to hear. She didn't know. That made me relieved yet sad at the same time. It was very conflicting. She gave me a small hug and walked away. I get to class and it was my favorite class. Ohoho, Computer Tech. Go ahead, call me a nerd but I'm not done with this story. Mrs. Catherine was probably the only person who cared for my well-being besides Anna and my Mom. She was flat out AWESOME!!! Class was highly enjoyed. But when I walked out of class there was Carter, leaning against the wall. He's a scumbag. He walks up to me grabs my face with his meaty hands and rams my head against the lockers. At that exact moment Mrs. Catherine walks out of the class and death stares Carter. He looks like he just dropped a 5-year-olds cake at his birthday party. Mrs. Catherine walks up to him, grabs him by the ear and drags, and I mean DRAGS him to the office. She comes back with an ice pack for me and puts it against my head. I flinch at the first touch but relax when it feels nice. She asked if I was okay. I replied it hurt quite a bit. She just looked at me and sadly smiled.
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Sometimes Smiles Aren't True
Teen FictionI don't have much to say.......except......that I have dealt with depression all my life, and it sucks. It really REALLY sucks. So here we are....you're going to read right?
