There was a girl at school, she walked through the hallway's to her next class, and a nice smile. She wore her hair in a ponytail and had a green dress floating around her.
She talked and laughed with her friend, but when you looked closer, when you looked her in the eyes you could see something was off, something wasn't right when you looked to the beautiful picture of the girl, but no one would notice she thought, no one would notice as long as she kept smiling, so she did.
She wrote poetrys and drew pictures in her notebooks, instead of actually doing what the teachers told her to do, she didn't do it to be rebelious, she wasn't a rebel at all, she just enjoyed doing it.
The girl walked from class to class with her books under her arms against her chest, bowing down while walked, being a small as possible, trying not to get noticed.
She was doing a pretty good job, but she also wasn't.
Somehow hiding gave her more attention, attention that she didn't want, where she didn't ask for.
''Hey! You! You know you look really prety.'' a guy in the hallways yelled at the girl. His friend joined him.
''Yeah, really pretty ugly!!'' the guys high fived everyoe in their group as the girl hurried to her next class, she couldn't wait till autum break.
''Hey, you okay?'' another girl asked the girl, it was her only friend, she knew how other thresthed her friend, but she couldn't do anything about it, she tried to stop it once, but she failed, she reaized that when she got called at for months, although she didn't have those call outs anymore, she knew how her friend must be feeling.
Other then the girl her friend was rich, and she had loads of other friends. The girl had spend all her saving money on a Phone, her mother had trouble paying the bills.
The girl looked up to her friend and smiled at her ''I'm fine.'' she answered her. She always answered that, but it was a lie, nothing was fine about how she felt. In the break she was fine, because she was away from all those people who broke her, she had time to sort things out, but then school started again, staight back to hell, again. She knew what would come when she returned to school, she wished it wasn't like that, she wished she wouldn't have to pretend to be sick and trick her mother so she would say she could stay home for the day, they didn't have the money to move, and her mother thought iif her daughter would just ignore it, it would go away.
But it didn't it. It got even worse,
