When all you have is everything behind a screen, what all would you really have? Find out what happens when Haley goes through more than you could ever imagine because her whole life is just behind a screen.
Her hair messy, but fallen right into place, her makeup painted on just right, her bright cherry smile that lights a room, and rosy cheeks to complete the picture. The pretty little perfect mess that makes life interesting and full of laughter. Her names Haley, Haley Renae. She has the perfect boyfriend, the most amazing friends, and well a horrible home life and school life. She isn't pretty or rich enough for the kids at her school; so they all decide to downgrade her. The only time anyone talks to her besides friends is when they need or want something. Or usually to make fun of her. Even the teachers do multiple stunts like this.
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Her page, it shows how "social" she really is. It's about as blank as her mind when people talk about her. But then again she isn't anything to be dwelled on, she isn't anything special- so why even bother? The clocks tick as seconds turns to minuets turns to hours. The last few minuets of school day closely approaches as she packed her things and moved to the corner of the class with her three other friends- David, Elena, and Delanie. "Hey guys do you want to come over to my house today?" Right as she asked she noticed everyone staring, but why? They never focus on us with such intensity, but finally one spoke up. "Sorry Haley, but um.. we, well we have plans..." all the while the class bursts into laugher, the embarrassment filled her flushed cheeks, the room fuzzy, spinning, and hot. 'What just happened?' was all she could think... But then realized that even her friends have became too 'cool' to be see with her... That afternoon, the bus ride home seemed never ending... all the kids grimace when seeking her direction while others mock her without any shame in what they say. Tears begun rolling down her face, her face burning with the desire to leave this place. About 45 later her stop finally approached... the 45 minuets that felt like an eternity... 4:15 p.m. And now home alone all night. Her mom doesn't get home until 4 to 5 in the morning. Perfect. As she tosses her bag to the side and kicks her shoes off and storms up the stairs bursting into her room; only to see a note "Haley, I hope you have had a wonderful day beautiful. I stopped by today but only your mom was home. Don't forget you can always come to me for things- xoxo" She stopped and just sat there, rereading it... this isn't him... Me- Mom who dropped this letter off earlier today? Mom- What are you talking about? Nobody dropped any letter off when I was home! Things keep getting more alarming and much like a sick and twisted dream by the second... as observing the details on the handwritten letter and thinking of the handwriting amongst those who she used to call her friends, none compare to the detailed, curved perfection of such movement with a pen. As remarks ramble throughout her head an unexpected noise blasts out of thin air! Like someone slamming a hard cover book amongst cement sort of noise. As Haley slowly reaches for her phone, it starts ringing; as she checks it- Unknown- Look out your window beautiful ❤️😘 As she slowly maneuvers over to her window and glances out through the side she sees nothing but the yard filled of colorful leaves that the trees let drift ever so softly to the ground... But as she realizes the unknown messenger isn't there she simply plops herself on the ground silent... *knock, knock, knock* Elena! Maybe they came over after all! As she dashes down the stairs with confidence and opens the door she freezes... "Wh-wh-why are you here..." He just smirks and walks right on in...
