"Robyn?" Miss Cook asked. "Uhh...um...hi miss...um," I stuttered. "Robyn, why are you here?" she said her face full of concern. "Well...something happened and...well...this is a place where I fell safe," I replied. "What about at home? Do you not feel safe there?" she asks. "Well I do I guess but sometimes *sigh* it complicated," I say cautious of the words I use. "What is this?" she asks pointing at my shin. There is now a big bruise showing off a black and purple tinted rainbow. "I...uh...ran into the door of my...um car? Why?" "I was...er...just wondering..." she trailed off.
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Life as an Underdog
Novela JuvenilYou are an outcast. You are use to it but every now and then it comes back to you like a knife stabbing you in the heart. Robyn is an under dog, an outcast. Robyn is alone yet there are others like her: bullied, hurt, alone. This is her life as...
