Prove Them Wrong

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     I got my purple shaped key to open the brown and decorated glassed front door to go into my bright yellow home. I unlocked the door and slammed it shut once i entered. I ran forward which led to the carpeted stairs leading to my room, the bathroom, and my grandmas room AMD my parents room. I went inside the bathroom sat on the toilet seat to cry. This is a place to cry, no one must ever cry at school, if u need to cry at school then hold it because all you'll look like is a weak boy/girl that cant handle pain. My bathroom was clean and pretty big. There were 2 sinks and 2 mirrors for each one. 1 toilets with a blue fluffy cover on the toilet seat. There was also space for a white bathtub and a shower that had a beautiful blue and black boho curtain. The tile was spotted and and looked very clean and shiny.  I mostly use the shower while i help my grandma take a bath.
 
    The tears came flooding and i was gasping for air. I couldn't stop so i went over to the sink closest from me and dabbed water on my face and neck. I looked in the mirror and i saw something ugly, unworthy, tired, sad, blood shot red eyes from crying too much, a damaged lip, no one wants to kiss me now but like if any ever did. A weak girl was standing in front of me staring back at me with those eyes that hold back everything.  I looked away and just dabbed my face with a white towel a little blood fell on the towel but i didnt care.

I opened the mirror and i got some lip balm and Vaseline for my lip and rubbed it slightly. It smelled like a nice baby who took a clean shower but that wasnt my problem. My problem was that Jace and Jessica were now after me just because i broke their "romantic" icky kissing.

I remembered the first time Jace started bullying me. It was in 7th grade. I was a loner in the back looking at what the teacher was saying until Mr. Edwards said it was student time, meaning we could socialize with others till the end of class. I used to have a crush on him until this day. I loved the way his brown hair turn light brown in the sun and his beautiful radiant smile with every tooth perfectly straight and his personality from afar.

     Keyword meaning from afar.

While i was a loner in class listening to some music with my black ear phones on. Someone yanked them off and said "hey there". I looked at who disturbed me and it was Jace Evans. The beautiful boy with his beautiful smile.
"Hi", i said smiling back being able to see my teeth too.
"I know you like me", he said smirking and once he said that a lot of the girls were looking straight at me with devilish looks. "How do you know", i said confused because i never told anyone, well i had no one to tell anyway.
"Oohhh so it is true?", he said smirking at me once more.
"Yeah so now what!?", i shot back but I was so happy he noticed me that i realized i looked so weird smiling at him.
"Well i want you to stay away from me and from everyone i know because all you want is just to fit in with everyone else by getting at me. So i suggest that you never look at me, say hi, goodmornin, or bye at me. Dont even sit next to me. Dont even breathe near me or anything at all because you will regret it". All of this was in a harsh whisper that when everytime he said it i felt as if someone stabbed me in the back with 1 thousand needles with every word he said. My eyes prickled with water and i inhaled air to not want to break down on front of everyone. I didnt cry to show peoole i was hurt all i did was bow my head and nodded a "yes" in his direction. He got up from the chair that he was currently sitting on in front of me and walked away pulling a strand of my hair. I whinned a little but that didnt stop the tears from coming and flowing and from my eyes turning red. I smiled at everyone with my watery eyes and not one person came to check if i was okay. Not one. Every girl had a smile, a devilish smile and one of them flicked her hair at me and that girl was Jessica. She sat down next to Jace and they were smiling and laughing. I put on my black hood on top of my head and grabbed my black jansport backpack. The bell rang which signaled us the end of school for today. Everyone was running out the door and i was walking slow. I didnt notice that someone stuck their foot out and i tripped and landed on my body and my hands, not my face. I looked up from the floor to see Jace and his bestfriends laughing. I got up and made way to my home only to get a call from my grandma that my parents had died in a car accident because they were picking me up from school. I cried and cried and cried outside of school on the cement floor and not one person came to say "are u okay?". I ran to where the crash was located. There were 5 police cars and and 2 ambulances. I ran toward my parents car until a policeman stopped me in my tracks." You cant pass here missy", he said with authority in his voice.
"Watch me". With that i ran up to my parents car and cried once i saw the car. It was standing upright and i could see my mom on the passenger seat and my dad on the wheel. I grabbed my moms face and blood was everywhere. Her clothes, his clothes, and their faces were all covered in blood. I stood on the side of car and cried and yelled as loud as i can and that drew peoples attention. 
"Whhhyyyy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Whhyyyy!!!!!!!" i screamed and here came a police officer.
"Are these your parents?", his deep voice said.
"Yes sir", i said with respect but I will still crying a tsunami.
"Do u have any other relatives?"
"I have my grandma at home".
"Imma take u there and u stay there, okay?"
"Okay but can i tell them bye?" i said sniffing my buggers back. My teas all watery.
"Okay". With that word i ran up to the car and kissed my mom and dad on there cheeks and foreheads and set them a prayer.
"I love you guys", i whispered. I went back to the police man with blood on my lips from kissing my parents. This took about 20 minutes .
"Ready?"
"Im ready", i said still weak from my voice. And with that we walked up to the police car and he drove me home. The car drive was quiet because there was nothing to say. I gave him directions to my home and he dropped me off without saying a word. And he left.

Coming home without kissing your mom and knowing your dad wont ever come back from work is the saddest part of my life.

     The guy i like hates me and humiliates me and my parents died in an accident. That was the worst day ever. And i have still have more worse days to come.