ONE~ "Oh I try!".

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Heyya wattpeeps. Enjoy the first chappy!







~ Amelia

Oh hello there i am Amelia Marie Blunt. DONT mind the last name. Okay fine i am the daughter of a very rich business man, but everyone knows that he is bankrupt now. So i am just poor. And trust me school isn't NICE when you are poor.

Everyday it happens. I am being taunted, hit, and disrespected. I wish i could lash out and go crazy, but i keep quiet. Last time I spoke my mind things didn't go well. Did i mention that I am mute? No probably not. I hate it. I cant speak my mind. After that tragic year i could never speak again. Singing was my life. But now i cant sing nor talk. When this happened i asked the doctors if I would be able to talk again, of course with sign language. And you know what they did?

They laughed.

They laughed straight in my face. They told me it would take a miracle and judging by me not having enough money to pay for the hospital bill, their words not mines, I am helpless. So i just left with my older brother Van.

See even MY doctors hate me. Why am i not loved like everyone else! Sometimes I cry in the corner all alone and think about how life would be if i was normal again. I would put my knees in my chest and cry and cry all night and day. Its not like anyone cares.

Bullying is a constant thing in my life. At school, home, in town, everywhere! I make poems everyday since i was bullied at the age of six. Here's one that i made yesterday. It goes like this:

                 
Being me.
By Amelia Marie

Should i be taunted because i speak my mind?
Should i be taunted if i turn my test in on time?
Should i get beat if I have no money?
Should i get beat if I am alone?
Should i be bullied for being me?

Each time i read it i tear up and start crying. Today is Monday. Another day of school another day of torture. I sighed and got up from my messy pink blob i call a bed.

Its really a tattered mattress on the floor with an old pink blanket. I don't have a real bed for obvious reasons. I yawned and stretched my arms. After i was done stretching i walked over to my 'closet' and grabbed the first thing i saw. I pulled out a pair of pink sweats and a white tee that said ' Nerd is an intellectual bad girl' in bold white writing. I shrugged. Good enough for me. So girls care about what they wear, but to be honest i DONT.

Why go to school to see if you 'qualify' to be cute or not? Exactly.

I don't see why girls mind what they wear. Is school a fashion show?

No. School is an institution for educating kids.

Or if you really hate school then school is a public penitentiary  institution to teach kids useless knowledge that we will never use when we grow up. Not to mention they feed us like animals. That's one way you can go about it.

But my school takes it too far. I remember last year Jordan Mackintosh told the principal, to her face, that they treat us like we are in prison.

And you know what she said?

She told us," You want prison. You've got prison!" in a nasally voice and then stomped off. The next day we were forced to wear all navy blue and we ate cold, dried eggs for breakfast. The teachers hit us with rulers for a MONTH. A whole FREAKING MONTH!!! And boy was i tired of that. They gave us like five homework assignments for each class. And thank you Jordan for that.

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