Dear Nash

Trouble is my middle name

"Beep, Beep, Beep." My alarm clock screeched.

Ugh. I hate school.More importantly I hate mondays.

The first day of the week. Bummer.

I also hate the people at school.

 Except for one. My bestfriend Hayes. However, his brother is my bully.

I slammed my alarm to shut it off. I slowly climbed out of bed and headed to the bathroom.

I looked at my reflection.

I was repulsed.

Why am I so ugly?

I stared at my wavy blonde hair, crystal green eyes, and chunky body.

Why'd I have to be fat?

I lifted my shirt and pinched my tummy. I hate my self so much

I slowly traced the scars on my stomach.

I have had nightmares of the scars. 

It always started with the beast coming out of her cave.

And always ended with me waking up screaming my head off.

It wasn't fun.

I lifted my shirt over my head.

It was not a good sight.

I sighed.

I soon took off all my clothes.

I hoped in the shower.

The water felt nice on my bare skin.

I looked down and noticed my scars. They felt mushy under the water.

I examined them. They went all the way up to under my elbow.

I looked like a monster.

Scars were everywhere. I couldn't help but cry.

These scars brought back memories. Bad memories.

The memories you can't forget.

One by one tears slipped down my face.

I turned off the shower and got out. I put on my clothes.

I was wearing an aztec sweater with black tights and some vans.

I looked in the mirror.

Still gross.

I took my blow-dryer  and dried my hair. It took about ten minutes.

After that I got my mascara and applied a little.

I don't really wear makeup. I found it messy.

Once I was done I walked out of the bathroom.

I grabbed my bag and phone.

I ran down the stairs and into the kitchen.

I set my bag down and poured me some cereal. Cookie Crisp was the best. In my opinion.

As soon as I was done I grabbed my bag and headed out.

It was nice and windy outside. It being fall and all. The leaves were a beautiful brown, red, orange, and yellow color.

It's my favorite season by far.  

I was too much into my thoughts to notice a car drive by me.

It was Hayes. 

I instantly smiled.

"Hey Scarlet. Want a ride?" He asked pulling over. I was going to say yes before I noticed Nash in the passenger seat on his phone.