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Cuts & Bruises

"Ahh!?!" I was pushed against the lockers of the school hallways. I was now in my first year of middle school. The school I went to required us to wear a uniform. As if now I'm being beat up by a group of girls. "Listen skank! You stay away from my man! Is that clear!!!" The leader of the group yelled at my face. "I don't know wh-" I was smashed into the locker again but this time harder. "I said!!!! Is that clear!" She repeated herself getting impatient. I nodded slowly. "What! I didn't hear you!" She said. "Y-yes....." I chocked out. "Good.....hopefully this should teach you a lesson skank!" She said punching me across the face. She then walked away while her group hit me a few times and slam me against the lockers. Everything was a mess. My collard shirt was out of place and wrinkled. My nose, bleeding staining the white collard shirt I decided to wear on this unfortunate day of living. My cheek was swollen and bruised from that punch. Who is she? She's the schools 'popular' girl. Also known as Jackie. She always been jealous of me and tries to put me down. When ever I don't she gets rough with me. Why? She claims that every boy thinks I'm prettier then her. This isn't the first time this happened and I know it won't be the last. I mustered up enough strength to get up and opened my locker to get my backpack and clarinet. I slowly limped to the girls bathroom and cleaned myself up. The least I need is people freaking out. After I fixed myself up and clean the blood off I start my way home. It's a long walk from where my school is but if I hurry enough then I'm good. A lot of weird and perverted people come out at a certain time.

I made it home and to no surprise it's quiet. I took my shoes off and went upstairs to set my stuff down. I checked on my baby sister who really is only related to me through my mother. She's sleeping. Good. I went to my room and pulled out my homework and took my phone out. I went to Spotify and opened my first playlist I had which is still growing known as 'the demons melody'. It has every songs I used to listen to when I was small and some songs I discovered on my own through YouTube. I was doing English homework when my chest hurt immensely. It caused me to fall off my desk and clench my chest where my heart is tightly.

Breathe! All I need is to breathe! Stay calm! 1.....2......3.....4....5....6...7

The pain started to reduce making it bearable for me to get up and continue my work. It's getting worse each year, month, week, or day. I told my mother repeatedly that I need to see a doctor but she shrugged it off as if nothing and I'm over exaggerating over something so little. But I know something is wrong because being calm is hardly working now.

It was the next day and it was during lunch. "Stop it!?!" I yelled. Jackie and her friends were picking on me again but in the girls bathroom. I was going to wash my hands when they just so happened to be in there I was gonna turn away and go to a different bathroom but one of them grabbed my shoulder and pushed me back. Now they are just beating me. "Please stop!?!?" I yelled. "Please stop!" One mocked me trying to imitate my voice. "What did I do wrong!!!" I yelled. I was on the ground. My uniform ripped and torn and I'm just trying to cover myself as best as I can. Jackie grabbed me by my hair and yanked it hard causing me to wince in pain. "Your existence....." she said coldly. She then kicked me in the stomach causing me to fall down again. I had bruises from the punches and kicking and cut marks from their long nails that they all have gotten down in a salon. Jackie raised me up and kneed me in the stomach causing me to lose air.

Just my luck my chest started to hurt greatly. My heart was acting up again. I clenched my chest the best I can but they keep on kicking me and punching me. Until one of them picked me up and smashed me against the wall causing me to black out for a moment. Blood was everywhere on me, on the floor, on the wall. I heard the sound someone shouting but it was hard to make out. I saw Jackie and her friends run out of the bathroom. After that I saw one of the staff members run towards me shouting something that was hard to understand. She looked at me, she was saying something but it was hard to hear.....hard to breathe......hard to even stay alive.....

So I closed my eyes......