September 8th
Dear Diary,
School wasn’t any different today than it was last week more names, more bruises, nothing different. I at lunch alone at the back of the cafeteria and I could see Payton and her friends pointing and laughing at me. I couldn’t tell what they were saying but it was probably something along the lines of ‘Brooke’s so fat.’ ‘Brookes so ugly.’ Stuff like that.
At pyramid I was on the very bottom, not really a surprise. After I went back to the dressing room yesterday Abby really gave it to me. She was so angry, she kept screaming about how I was fifteen years old and that I shouldn’t be forgetting my dance, she was so embarrassed that her oldest dancer couldn’t even remember choreography. It seemed like hours before she finally stopped yelling, mom never once spoke up to defend me. She just looked at me with this disappointed look in her eye and shook her head slowly. If it was Paige in my spot you know mom would be yelling and screaming at Abby telling her that,
‘She’s just a kid.’ or ‘People make mistakes.’ or ‘Well then maybe you should have given her more time to work on it.’
Why not me? Am I not good enough to defend? Do I not deserve for my mother to at least pat me on the back and say ‘Its okay.’? Mom always did like Paige more than me.
I didn’t cry though, It was so hard with every word Abby said and with every word mom didn’t say the tears built even more. But instead I kept them in and I took Abby’s criticism and pretended I couldn’t see Payton covering her smile with her hand trying not to laugh. I pretended not to see the sympathetic looks coming from the other moms and the other girls. I kept all my tears inside and then cried myself to sleep. Save your tears for the pillow.
Love
Brooke
Shock and quilt swirled around inside Paige, she never knew that Brooke felt that there mom liked Paige more. What if there mom didn’t like Paige more would Brooke still be alive? Was it her fault that Brooke was dead?
“It wasn’t your fault.” Chloe whispered in her ear. Paige looked at her friends face, she saw nothing but sincerity for what she said. Chloe reached out to hug Paige, but she turned away. Deep down she knew what Chloe was saying was true but there was this nagging voice in her head telling her that it was.
“Someone just read.” She mumbled to the ground. Chloe eyed her friend with concern but cleared her throat and continued reading.
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