Bloody Hatchet - Original Story

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The hospital was very empty today, which is different, it being the main hospital in California. I asked my mom if I could go to school now, because we've been at the hospital for weeks now. I am Alice Miller, 14 years old. I have C.I.P.A - a disorder that causes me to be immune to physical pain.

A month ago we were in a terrorist attack. My dad died, and he was like the best friend I never had. Mom got shot in the chest, so she is on life support. And Alex, my older brother, wasn't there. He was at a his house.

I said goodbye to my mom and walked with Alex to school. He has autism. Once he was ready to go in,I went into my class. Everytime I walked to school I either got raided or beaten up. Nobody knows of course, though.

Apparently wearing black made you a emo or a goth. I wore black because I feel better in it. I was wearing a black and white plaid long-sleeve and some plain jeans. I had my red hair down and a specially designed mask so nobody could see my mouth.

On the day of the terrorist attack I got a stuck next to a bomb and half of my face blew off. Most of it grew back, but the corner of my mouth will not grow back. You can see the jaw, that's why i have the mask.

Today nothing happened on the way to school. But just to be safe, I bring a pocket knife to school now, purely for safety and protection. I don't actually cut people, it's just for if i get locked in somewhere.

The lunch bell rang when we were in the middle of a quiz. Luckily, I finished early, because i actually study this stuff. I handed my paper to the teacher and was dismissed to lunch.

I sat alone at a the same table. I have no friends, and I'm used to this now. Then two boys came over. They both had brown hair but their eyes were different. They looked hurt. "Hello, can we sit here?" The one with blue eyes asked. "Sure, it's not like anyone will bother you here." They smiled at me. "Thanks," the one with green eyes said, "I'm Jayden, by the way. And that's my brother, Mason."

"So why do you wear that mask, Alice?" Mason asked me. He never saw me without it on. I hesitated for a moment then said "That terrorist attack, a month ago...I was there. So was my dad and mom. But Alex wasn't. A bomb blew my face off, and a part will never grow back. Everything else has grown back. " Seeing their confused looks I told them "The side of my mouth can't grow back, so I hide it with this mask."

"Oh."