It Can Happen

Chapter 1 The Explenation

I'm so glad grade 8 is finally over. Worst year of my life because of Elizabeth. Elizabeth is a bitch. I bet you are wondering why. Well you know how there is always that one girl who is perfect in every way possible, that's Elizabeth.
That was me all of the years before grade 8. Of course she came in my class and took over.
She is the reason I have no friends, there was a rumour that she spreaded...it was bad. Apparently I robbed a store then hooked up with a 30 year old man in a bathroom stall. So not true but of course everyone believed it, even my best friends. The teacher found out so she called my "mom" then my "mom" put me in therapy because if course she didn't believe me.
In less than a week the whole school knew and people kept on calling me "slut" whatever that means. After a few months of people still acting the same around me someone destroyed my moms car and stay painted "your daughter is a slut" on it. It gets worse. After a few more months (right after Christmas break) Elizabeth had a clique and there were a few guys. One day after school (January 11th) they all ganged up on me and beat me until I went uncontious. When I woke up in the hospital I was surrounded with nothing and no one lust a white bed technology and a small tv that I have no clue how to work . I was there for 3 hours then finally my auntie showed up. She had to drive from Edson so that's what took her so long.
My "mom and dad" wern't there because I don't have either, well I don't know where they are. I only have foster parents who drink all day. It sucks ass, they don't even care if I'm in the hospital and woke up from being uncontious. My auntie should be the one taking care of me but "they" won't let me stay with her because she has done some nasty stuff in the past.
Once she got there I was fine to go home so she dropped me off at my house and there was a note that my foster parents were out drinking and they left me 15.75$ for supper. Thank god my auntie gave me more money (20$) because I haven't aten in 3 days because I was "sleeping".
When I went back to school the clique(who now call themselves "the Manicas") kept on saying "too bad you're back looks like we have to try again" so I left school at lunch every day to run home. It actually worked, until the last day. Elizabeth stalked me home and when I was walking in the alley she poped up behind a bush with a knife. No stabbing but she pinned me down and cut my back over and over. So now do you understand why I hated grade 8?