''Worthless''
''Ugly''
''Freak''
''Waste of oxygen''
''Go die''
This is what i get day in, day out. Im used to it now obviously, i mean wouldn't you be if you got abuse shouted at you everyday. I have tried killing my self before, but my only friend stopped me, unfortunatley she's not down on earth no more, she up in heaven, and soon i'm going to join her. God is going to take me out of this hell whole and no-one is going to stop him. Well its time for Art, one of the two only lessons i like, the other being Music. I sit at the back on my own as usual, and get my sketchbook, and pencils out. I put my earphones in and just let myself fall into a world of my own, and just let my hand go freely. When the bell signalled that it was time for my next lesson, i stopped drawing and loked up, i noticed i drew a picture of Alice watching over me, with me joining her, and re-uniting with her. Oh how i wish that was reality, for now it is just a dream. I am Grace, and this is my story
