She walked back into the hallways she once ruled.
The moment she entered the stares and the murmuring began,
She was called a lot of names, but mean girl was her favourite.
She used to love being in power,
she use to love walking these halls with her head high,
knowing she was at the top .
But now as she walks these hallways again
all she feels is numb,
She is still expected to be the mean girl.
She saw a freshers staring at her, she glared and called them names.
Pushing them out of her way she walked to her class,
The only sound now heard was her heels clicking.
She thought thats what was expected from her,
Right?
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Hello guys! how do you like this book?
This is my first time writing a book like this, so your suggestions will be appreciated!
And since it can get a little confusing, I have put protagonist, that is her and she in italics.
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NouvellesThey called her the mean girl. She was who the girls envied, who the guys lusted for. TRIGGER WARNING: This story contains self-harm, suicide, slut-shaming.
