I lay on the red and pink coloured brick ground. I felt I was dying. I heard yelling and screaming. Everything was blurry, but I made out signs saying "Evly Smevly" thousands of people watched as I was in the middle of a huge circle. I tried to talk. I really tried to walk. I couldn't. I heard sirens coming and cars passing. Everyone backed away from me as the police drove in. I was lifted bye 3 men into a big truck and was driven off. A gray car followed me as I lay in the vehicle. I struggled to get up, but once I was, a man brought me back down.
The men carried me inside a large building. I heard a ding and two medal doors opened. I was rushed up to the 3rd floor and into a room numbered 315. I was lifted to an uncomfortable bed. The men left me alone.
A few minutes later a man walked in carrying a big black bag. He wore a long, white coat and blue, rubber gloves.
Once the man was done testing on me, a women and a man walked in crying like babies. The sat next to me kissing me with fear. I couldn't make out what they said, but it sounded sad. I remembered what had happened earlier that day. No one would like me after that. I thaught.
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Evly Smevly
RandomWhen 14 year old Evly moves neighbourhoods and to a new school, she always messes up when she wants to do something big to impress everyone. She is made fun of and is the least popular kid in school.
