Angel awoke with a start.
Slowly, she rubbed her soft, delicate, hazel eyes, until she felt alert and awake.
She was sitting on top of a large, ugly, uncomfortable toilet rim, surrounded by gross, disgusting, graffiti covered walls.
She stood still, confused and disoriented.
Panic consumed her.
She tried to remember where she was.
Suddenly, she knew.
Hands shaking, she lifted up a small, plastic, disposable bag from her jean pocket, and stared at the contents.
Small, green, sweet smelling leaves filled its insides.
She hesitated. Worry and dread consumed her.
She inhaled anyway.
The scent of the drugs filled her nostrils, making her feel warm and fuzzy.
Suddenly, it felt impossible to think.
A group of girls walked into the gym locker room, giggling.
" I can't believe she actually fell for that," they laughed.
Angels small, delicate, angry eyes peered out over the crack in the bathroom stall.
" Did you hear about Angel's mom?" one said. " In Jail, for drug abuse."
" I can't believe she actually bought the marijuana you sold to her. What a loser!"
They high fived.
Smiling and laughing, the girls left the room.
Angel stared at the collection of graffiti covering the walls.
She smiled.
Suddenly, she decided to write exactly what she thought of those girls on the wall.
"Skinny bitches." She wrote. "Skinny, ugly bitches."
She sneered, triumphantly.
" Stupid loosers," she enscribed. "Go to hell".
She laughed, and a hideous, vile sound emanated from her lungs.
" I will kill every last one of you. You will regret everything."
Triumphantly, she used her bright, silver key to write one final line.
" I will find all of you. I will make you pay."
Satisfied, she closed her weary eyes, and drifted off to sleep.
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