The Escape

Chapter 2

This is Ashley (the main character) above☝☝

My life is; I wake up at 6am, already feeling down and lonely, which is just how the rest of my day plays out. After a while of walking to school, I arrive to find that, just like every other day, I am alone. It's not that there is nobody else there because there is, there's plenty of people walking the halls of this prison like building, it's just that there is nobody there that is willing to talk to me. I am the outcast, I'm that weird kid who wears nothing but black clothing and would rather be listening to music than talking to people. People think I'm weird just because I listen to different music than they do, just because I dress differently than they do, they listen to "popular" music and I listen to band's like Black Veil Brides and All Time Low, you know, the ones who actually explain my life better than I can. I have no friends because people aren't willing to risk their popularity and reputation by getting to know me. Instead they all laugh at me, pick on me, call me names, kick me when I'm down, anything they can to make me feel worthless and pathetic. I try to stand up for myself, but that only fuels their flame. So instead, I take the pain and I bottle it up, just the same as I have been doing for past 3 years. But I'm getting tired of that now, all I want is for one person to take a chance on me and give me a chance to prove that I'm not the monster everyone thinks I am, yes on the outside I'm different, but on the inside I'm the same as everyone else.

I walk through the halls carrying my black backpack with skulls and Roses on it on my shoulder. "Freak", "What is she even still doing here? Nobody cares about her anyway" and "Maybe if she lost some weight, actually did her makeup properly and dressed a bit nicer someone might actually take an interest in her" are just some of the things I hear as I walk past. It hurts. I don't think they realise that, but it does, I just don't show it. But I'm not sure how much more of that I can take, how much longer I can bottle all my feelings up, because if I keep doing that, then one day I'm going to explode and everyone in this school is going to regret it.