My name is Sarah and this book is all about my life and how I've dealt with every piece of shit thrown in my direction.
Another day after a night of listening to my mum and dad screaming at each other. A night of looking after my sister making sure she didn't hear them arguing with each other or hear the shrieks from my mums mouth after my dad throws a punch at her or slaps her across the face.
Another night I punished myself for the arguments caused by me.
I leave for school just like I normally do, dreading the comments that will be made about me that is. What shall it be today; slut, slag, whore, fat, ugly or anything else they can think of just like always though.
Walking in the front door of school and the insults start to start. "Hey Sarah lost any weight lately?" I hear being called directly to me "obviously not Louise look at how fat she is" from another direction I hear "hey Sarah when you getting plastic surgery? because I hope it's soon you need it"
This is the shit I have to put up with everyday. Walk into this shithole of a place put up with this bunch of shitholes giving me fucking grief and then going home to a shithole of a family who fight all the time. I hate every single piece of this world but everyday I walk into my house with a smile on my face just to make sure my family don't see me upset so they don't see I'm weak and vulnerable.
To think a few years ago I was probably the most popular girl in school with the perfect hair makeup and a perfect boyfriend. Now I'm this torn up pathetic bitch with not a friend insight scared to even look at anyone's direction in case I get beaten up.
At lunch I sit alone and don't blame anyone for not wanting to sit with me. If anyone sat with me I would get slagged and the other person would lose everyone so I don't let anyone sit with me.
I struggle through the first four classes until its lunch where I get a little freedom. I go to a group at lunch where kids go if they're scared to stay outside. There a few kids there that I say hi to but that's it.
I'm glad when I finally reach the classroom in which I sit alone in at lunchtimes but something's different today. When I walk in people are crowded around a table.
I go over to check what's going on and what a shock it's the new boy.
His name is Harry, Harry styles.
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