CHAPTER I
One more hour till school starts, thought Brennelle. She got up and went to the bathroom to brush out her Knotty blonde hair and brush her teeth. Later she goes down to eat her breakfast, Brennelle goes downstairs in hope of seeing her mother but shes not there just like last time. 7:21she thought i got 9 more minutes, maybe ill go to the book store she stated. On her way, she saw a book, just lying down on the bench with no one around it, she walked up and grabbed the book it read Diary on the front. Maybe i will hold on to this she thought to herself, 8:08 oh no im late she shouted.
She ran down the street to her school and she ran in as fast as she could until she bumped into a strange man, he was tall yet slender with long swooshes of dark hazel hair, a chizzled chin and baby blue eyes that were glaring down at her.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING YOU WORTHLESS PEICE OF CRAP!" Tears filled her eyes then she jolted to the bathroom.
Brennelle was in shock of what he had said to her and the thought of it made her cry even harder than before. She wiped her tears and went to class before she was in BIG trouble. "REBECCA HARPER!"" Here!" Brennelle toorë? Here she called as she huffed and puffed, as she takes her seat she trips on some feet and falls ouch she schreeched, the boy didnt even say sorry he just looked like a dumb zombie. She took her seat and opened up her books to page 364 for more mathematic fun, great she thought i get another hour of this. After math the bell rings for recess, Brennelle went to the library to start writing in her new diary.
Dear diary,
Today was not my favourite of all days, i hated the school. I got yelled at by a jerk! And someone tripped me in the class but no one noticed or cared. My mother wasn't home again but hey when is she ever, oh yeah never. Sometimes i wonder why i am alive but other times i am happy to be here.
Sincerally,Brennelle.
6:45 p.m she got up and headed out, by the time she got home it was 8:16 and she was tired. A long day always means short nights, which in her case wasn't a good thing. Brennelle went to her room and started to draw. Page after page she wasn't inspired enough, nothing spoke to her. It was finally 1:02 p.m and the bags under Brennelles eyes but she didnt have to worry, she slept like a baby. Other than when she was 3 and she heard her parents fighting.
The next day was friday and that means the weekend is coming. During the weekend Brennelle would go out to the country side and draw the horizon. She got ready for school and left, 10 minutes later she arrived at the school, and everyone was looking very excited. Bre was wondering why. The bell rang and she entered and sat at her seat, the teacher took attendance and stood sternly at the front of the classroom. "Good morning, i am very happy to announce the my very own daughter will be joining us in four weeks and we will be re-arranging the class for her" everyone was cheering, even whistling and getting out of their seats, well that is everyone but brennelle. Finally first period was over and Brennelle could relax for a moment, but then she fell over. She pulled herself up off the gound and groaned with pain, her leg was bruised all over. She went home limping and yet no one was there to help her. When she got home she went straight to the freezer to grab some ice, and went to relax on the couch.
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The Invisible Girl
Teen FictionA girl and her lonely existence in a world not so fair but someone says otherwise about her and her talent.