I called for help and banged on the door repeatedly but no one answered. All the teachers and students were outside and I was left alone. I panicked looking around for open windows but everything was shut. Tears emerged again and I was so scared. I called out once again. Nothing.
"HELLO HELLO ANYONE?!" I called. It was only the sound of my own voice echoing. Am I going to be stuck here all night? I paced around biting my lip nervously. There is literally no escape. I fell down to the floor and cried angrily. Those bitches!
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It has been about two hours. I heard someone open the door to the locker room. I quickly got up and started calling for help. A teacher was there. She opened the door for me and looked at me shockingly.
"What were you doing in there?!" She said.
"It's nothing it's nothing thank you so much." I cried. She scolded me softly and told me to head home. It was 5:00. My mom is going to wonder hat the hell happened to be for two hours. The sky was already getting dark. I quickly grabbed my backpack and ran home. Ugh my moms going to be so mad.
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When I got to the door, I slowly opened it hoping that my mom wouldn't notice. As I peeked in, I made eye contact with my dog and he came running towards me.
"No no no! Go back!" I whispered. Mom, who was lying on the couch watching television, immediately looked my way.
"Hailey!" She marched towards me. I sighed and stepped into the house.
"Do you know what time it is?!" She said furiously and pushed my forehead with two fingers.
"I know mom. It was those girls! They locked me in the bathroom!" I said.
"That's nonsense! If so why didn't you call for help?!"
"I did! I did! No one was there!"
"That's impossible! Where were you? Were you at some party? You reek of alcohol!" She screamed. My jaw dropped. How could she even say that?!
"MOM, NO! I WAS LOCKED IN THE RESTROOM!" I retorted. I ran upstairs to my bedroom, slammed the door, and fell into my bed. Stupid...
"I CANT BELIEVE YOU THINK OF ME THAT WAY!" I shouted one last time. I curled up in my blanket crying hard and cursing silently. This world is full of fucking people hate. My phone vibrated.
"Danandphilgames uploaded a new video!" It said. My eyes widen. I grab my earphones and watch the video immediately. Like always, they started out with a smile. I sighed in relief. I wish I had a friendship like their's. They were both so perfect and even better together. They're always so happy... So positive. Tears blurred my vision again.
"Ugh." I breathed. They always make me feel better. I wish I could be as happy as them everyday. I wiped my tears and walked to the restroom to take a shower. I let the water run down as I took off my jacket. I looked at the mirror.
"Why don't you get a hair cut!" I recall Erica saying. Was it that bad? I felt my hair. Barbed wire. As I stared at the mirror, all I saw was disappointment and nothing compared to the pretty girls at our school.
I tried putting my hair up and giving a smile. Nope. I put it to the side and tilted my head. Nope. I grabbed the scissors on the side of the sink. No matter what I did, what ever facial expression I showed, the face in front of me still didn't satisfy me. I angry grabbed a pair of scissors. There's just no way I can look perfect is there. There's just no way I can meet those bitch's expectations, huh? My face grew red and hot tears streamed down my faces. I cut my hair forcefully.
"Those fucking..." I angrily cut the other sides making it shorter and shorter. Pieces of my hair fell into the sink. There's no way I can fix myself. There's no way I can change. There's no way I can-
"Honey?" I heard a knock. Mom.
"Are you alright in there?" She asked. I froze.
"I'm.. I'm okay." I whimpered putting down the scissors slowly. What have I done.
"I'm really sorry about what I said earlier. I just freaked out. It was completely rude of me to think that of you. I'm really sorry Hailey."
"It's okay, mom."
"When you come out, we'll talk about it alright?"
"Okay." I breathed. I heard her footsteps fade away and stared at the sink of hair. I looked at the mirror. My hair is so short. It's above my shoulder now. Not like the long curly hair I had before. Now it just looks.... messy and worse than ever. My heart beat out of control. I was too lost in my thoughts again.
