(Emma pov)
I was walking down the hall with my notebook in hand until before I knew it one of the kids in my school pushed me and I fell to the floor me not knowing what happened I pick up my books and look to my left to see one of the girls in my class laughing at me the sight of that brought tears filled with sadness to my eyes and the tears slowly streamed down my face as I got up and walked away. a few hours later in class, I was sitting down close to the front and the girl from earlier was sitting behind me next thing I know she hits me in the back of the head with a crumpled piece of paper it read "hey freak hows your day going oh wait miserable maybe you should go cry again cry, baby" I stayed quiet for a few seconds then I stud up and raised my hand and the teacher said "yes miss Emma May" I asked if I could go to the bathroom as I shoved the crumpled piece of paper in my pocket and the teacher sighed then said "yes you may" I got up and bolted it out the door
(A.N.)
(hope you like my first part hope its interesting)
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The Memories I Try Not To Remember
Randomthis is the story of a young girl who didn't fit in and all she wanted to do was fit in but no matter how hard she tried she couldn't and you'll see what happens later on if you would like to keep on reading.
