Here we go, first day of middle school. My heart is seizing in my chest and all air escapes me.
'What if they see?', I scream to myself.
I can't do this. How am I supposed to cope with more relentless peers?
"Meg! It's time to wake up!" My mum echoed from the kitchen in her bubbly voice. I don't want to wake up. I'd give anything to lay to rest this very moment. But something is preventing me from that. Lack of courage? Lack of means? There is certainly no lack of motivation.
Still, I regretfully roll from the sweet comfort of my bed and surrender to the day. If I'm being forced to go to school, I might as well attempt to look decent, and normal.
Surprisingly, it is not very difficult to hide my arms. Long sleeve shirts and cozy jackets always do the trick.
It's not hard for me to notice them though. Every time I change clothes, bath, or my shirt gets caught on a fresh wound, I notice. I trudge towards the bathroom. I'm privileged to see my creations again. Rows and rows of lines plague my forearms. While I exterminate any germs from my hands, I reminisce about my scars.
"HOW LONG ARE YOU GONNA BE?!" Bellowed my undoubtably grumpy older sister.
Reluctantly, I removed the barrier that was the pristine white door which stood between us. Without thought, I plaster on my cheesiest grin and apologize profusely.
I can only hide in there for so long and it presumes my time is up. Now I must face those villainous creatures that seem so innocent.
"Bye mummy! I love you!" I place a genuine kiss on my mothers cheek and jump out of the car. No time to stop and enjoy the view, I have a class to look for.
Building 3 room 208. Mrs. Schaffer. A tall pale woman, with auburn hair cut perfectly into a bob, stands at the front of the room. "Take any seat."
To my surprise, I sat next to my very best friend, Chandler. She lives across the street from me.
This year couldn't be very bad if I have a good friend here to pass the time with. Right?
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Paint It Black
Non-FictionMegan is 16 years old. Her story doesn't start there, but 6 years earlier. She is undoubtably charming and positive. She has a "heart of gold". But she has secrets like everyone else, just hidden beneath her sleeves.