The eye of the beholder

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I started walking around the school, hoping to see Charlie come back since it's her first day back from school. I couldn't find her anywhere. "Yo, Kitchen!" I turned around and saw Jo. "Have you seen Charlie anywhere?" Jo asked. I shook my head. "Well, she must not have known her suspension ended. Let's call her after school."

During lunch time, we couldn't find Charlie either. I looked around and saw this buff guy, probably a junior, push a scrawny kid, I think he's a freshman. The freshman looked at the junior and said, "I'm going to pretend that was a mistake, you can carry on now." The junior punched the back of the freshman's head. The freshman got up. "Now, people call me soft. People call me a scrawny kid. Someone called me their nightmare. What should you call me?" The freshman asked the junior.

"A faggot, who deserves to fucking die." The junior punched the freshman. "No. I think you should call me, 'the gay kid who's going to kick your ass'." The freshman punches the juniors dick, and the junior bent over. The freshman knee'd his face and the junior fell down. The freshman kicked the juniors neck. "Can you breathe? Huh, can you breathe? Learn who you're messing with before next time you actually die." The security grabbed the freshman's arm and dragged him out of the room. "What a sight." Jo said. I hugged Jo tightly. "Where is Charlie.."

I'm crying. I can't stop crying. What's going on? I can't feel my face. "Kitchen? Hey, Kitchen wake up." Who's there? Everything is so blurry. I can't feel anything. Where am I?

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