Hi my name is Eva I'm 18 years old and I hate school but I am a hardworking person... at least I try to be.
There is this one boy his name is Michael Jackson apparently he hates me for whatever reason.
He's my bully he's in this group called The Ami...
I'm not as happy right now I just checked my calendar and guess what.. I have to go to school. I am so done with life I'm getting dressed right now my clothes are pretty cute I slay.
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(Clothes not the girl)
I grab my back pack and head downstairs I go to the kitchen greet my mom a get an apple and with that I'm out the door. Its about time that I get a car I need one because I'm not trying to lose all this thickness walking to school every morning no no honey.
I finally get to school AKA prison and see Candie I walk up to her and we do our little handshake. "Hey bih, you look good" she says, she is so goofy. "Thanks girl you too" I say back to her. We stand there for awhile and wait for the bell to ring so we can go inside. I'm so bored I go on my phone for awhile and take a full body pic of Candie she is so pretty.
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I'm post the pic on Instagram because that was a good one like how am I not that photogenic. I look up from my phone after I posted it and soon enough the bell rang. Candie and I walk in the school and go to our lockers which are apart from each other. I go and my locker and get my HIStory book. I got my book and I was getting ready to close my locker when someone pull my hair, Hard. I yelped and turned around real quick to see who it was.
Can you guess who it was? You guessed right it was Michael oh how I hate him. I didn't even know he went here,but sadly he does. "Hey bitch, ew what are you wearing you look like a slut" He comments. But I don't care so I don't say anything." ANSWER ME!!" he screams. " IM WEARING FUCKING CLOTHES AND IF YOU DONT LIKE IT THEN LEAVE ME ALONE." I scream with my blood boiling.
I feel a sting in my cheek as he slaps me. I try to fight back but he was just too strong. He was holding me against the locker. A crowd was a appearing I was scared as he brought his face to my ear. "Don't ever talk to me like that again or some things will happen". he says and lets go of me pushing me while doing it. When he leaves I run to the bathroom and cried in one of the stalls.
Why is he so mean to me what did I do to him. I walk out of the stall and to the sink I splash cold water on my face then I leave the bathroom. When I walk out of the bathroom no one is in the halls because the bell already rang to go to class. I walk out of the front doors to the school and walk to the park.
I sit down on one of the swings and sit my bag down. I just sit there thinking of what to do. I sit there about 15-20 minutes. It was about the end of the first class when I left the park. I went back to the school to meet up with Candie. I'm not gonna tell her about Michael slapping me because she will get worried.
When I get to the school I see Candie. She is by her locker and she looks like she's looking for someone. Maybe she is looking for me. I walk up to her and she look suspicious. She probably knows he slapped me because you can see a faint handprint on my cheek.
"What happened to your face?" She asked the question that I dreaded to answer....
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