It was the first day of senior year. The day I hated the most.
My dad had beaten me black and blue last night, he still blamed me for the death of my mother.
Reece, my best friend had helped me bandage all those bruises and cuts l had gotten from his beer bottle. It was not easy for me.
I was enraged.
That day when I bumped into you, exploded. I called you some horrible names and told you to look out.
You, being the savage girl who would not let anyone get to her, told me to see an eyesight doctor since it was me who actually bumped into you.
At first glance, you looked like a fragile girl but l knew that inside you were tough. You had gone through things that none of us could imagine.
Reece laughed at me, which made my day worse so I just skipped the whole day.
