*PEEP PEEP PEEP*
I hit the snooze butten while sitting up in bed. 2 months. It has been 2 months since I last saw my big brother and my mother. Also it has been 2 and a half months since my father left us... I push that memory to the back of my mind straight away, I do not want to think about it.
Since then my life has completely changed. I have no family with me anymore, I moved to Sydney and I don't know anybody here. The only person I have know so far is miss Rose, she keeps an eye on me because I live alone.
I start school next week, the name of the school is West Hill High and I am not looking forward to it at all.
School, Another nice memory of mine... But I want it to be different this time. I want to be myself without being bullied. They should except me, if they don't like me then it is they're problem.
The memories of school still keep coming back, me beaten up so bad that I couldn't even walk properly anymore. People calling me awful names such as
"Slut"
"Ugly pig"
"Whore"
"Loner"
"Fat cow"
And much more. One thing I didn't see coming, was when Derek, the one who started it all, came to my house to apologise. Pff, i should have known that it was bullshit. Instead of apologising he tried to rape me, but I luckily escaped.
I didn't even noticed the tears running down my face. I wiped them away with the back of my hand.
I am going to do it different this time. I will have a good time, make friends and graduate this year. School has already started 2 weeks ago, but I wasn't able to come here sooner.
I get up from my bed and head downstairs, to make myself some breakfast. The house has a perfect size, not too big and not too small. I moved in here a week ago, so that I was able to get used to the house a bit before I go to school. There is a living room, kitchen with a dining table, hall and toilet downstairs and upstairs there is my bedroom, bathroom and a small room. Don't know what i'll do with that room yet.
I open the door of the fridge and grab some milk. I grab a bowl out of the cupboard and poor the milk in, after that I grab the cereal and fill the bowl. I open a drawer, grab a spoon and I start eating on the table.
Suddenly the doorbell rings.
"Ughh" I groan.
I get up and head to the door. To my surprise I see Miss Rose standing on the doorstep.
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Mend my broken pieces
Teen FictionMegan Grace Murphy is an almost 18 year old girl with blue eyes, long black curls, average height and a normal posture. Megan has gone through things, that nobody wants to go through. She ended up in bad situations and now she is forced to live in S...
