The Forgotten Girl

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I sat in the hallway, eating my lunch. When a teacher wasn't looking, I took the knife from my pocket and ran the cold silver across my wrist, watching the blood carefully and making sure it didn't bleed through my shirt. I ate two bites of an apple and nothing more. When I asked to go to the bathroom, it had been the first words I said all that day. There was a group of Seniors crowding the entrance to the bathroom but by school rules, that was the only one I could use without getting in trouble.

"Excuse me." I said under my breath.

One of them laughed and the rest joined in shortly after.

"Who the hell do you think you are to be telling ME what to do fresh meat?" said the 'leader' of the group.

"I need to use the bathroom." I said after a few seconds.

The laughing stopped and I felt scared.

"Okay. We'll help you out." said one of the girls behind the head of the group.

They all stepped towards me and some held my feet, some my arms, and one my mouth. They carried me to the men's bathroom and through me in, my back hitting the wall. I'm fairly skinny so my spine wasn't too comfortable. Inside there I whimpered with pain and couldn't pull myself up. The group of girls  walked off while laughing and left me there, immobilized. I could barely hold myself up but I put myself out of my misery as no one would find me until after lunch. I pulled out my knife, I slit my wrists and then my throat. I threw the knife away from me to stop the urge to continually stab myself. That was my peers pleasure. About two or three minutes went by and I blacked out. I stood up and not a dent in my body. I turned around and I saw my dead body. I walked around until the lunch bell rang, my lunch still in the hall. Boys went to the bathroom and saw my body, grabbed my knife, and took turns stabbing me. Girls looked on and wanted their turn. Teachers were horrified when they found out. I was ling gone when the ambulance arrived. Students were expelled. Teachers were disturbed and didn't know what the believe. The school rewatched the security cameras to figure out how I got there. Hearts broke those next few days and I felt bad but free.

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