The Invisible

The Very Sick Rumour

Today wasn't like I said it would be. I've never been so mortified in my life. I seriously wanted to lock myself in a toilet for the rest of the day!

The whole school knows something which didn't happen! A rumour. I think I know who it was! Abigail. How dare she after everything I've done for that bitch! She told everyone that I was sending photos to her boyfriend and that's why she didn't want to hang around with me and she told people that I was sleeping around with guys! It's all a lie but it's me against the school and no one believes me.

I had a horrible day at school everyone was calling me names! Skank. Slut. Whore. Maybe I am but I feel like shit and maybe this is just the start to a bad year at school. As I currently lie in my bed all I can do is cry but these cries are silent the ones you do at 3am this is the start of my depression spiral but at the time I didn't even know. I repeated these words over and over, skank. Slut. Whore. Until it became believable and I felt like a slut, I've not cut my wrists or nothing not yet tonight I only cry.

3 weeks these names go on for and I can't stand being in school. I ditched some classes just to keep myself away from that bitch Abigail but she eventually found me at lunchtime as I was sitting out by a tree just scrolling through Twitter to see if anyone else had said something about me or if I could find a funny tweet to cheer myself up.

She walks right up to me and I can feel her eyes burning into my skull, I can tell she's staring at me and she isn't taking her eyes off me yet. I look up and see her just standing there but all she can say is 'oh look who it is girls! It's Charley the slut! Who are you sleeping with tonight?' and all her friends would giggle, you know I did get up ready to smack her in the face but something stopped me yet I don't know what so I ended up taking the beating.