Not much, but a little better.

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I get out of bed early the next morning in pain.

I drag my weak body into the shower, and let the hot water run over my sore body.

I get dressed in a black long sleeved shirt and jeans to cover the bruises.

I quietly walk out and lock the door behind me.

As I'm on my way to the school, Treasure Cowger and her band of mean girls, spot me walking alone.

"Hey!" She yells, pretending to be nice.

I walk a little faster, trying to avoid her and her gang.

They all start yelling at me and running to catch up to me.

One of her minions grabs the back of my shirt and drags me to the group.

I try to get away, but this girl is really strong.

"Hey. Little emo bitch! I was talking to you!" She says, pulling my hair back so far my head bends.

She punches me in the stomach, and I reel over gagging.

She takes the opportunity to knee me in the nose and rip at my shoulder with her fake claws. 

I fall to the ground, wishing to get help.

It's not as bad as when my Dad does it, but its close.

Then, they see I'm not moving and walk away.

They must have gotten bored with me.

I hear screaming a few seconds later and try to look up.

The pain is too intense, and I pass out.

The last thing I see, is a tall white figure coming to me.

Then, black.

Thanks for reading! ~Vi💗

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