Bailees POV
"What do you want?" I said in a scared Whisper, "Don't talk to us like that!" I heard one of them shout, he was stood over my shoulder breathing down my neck, I stumbled away from him and fell into another one, he stopped me from falling just to throw me to the ground harder, I landed on my hip and hit my head hard on the floor, my bag fell from my shoulder and landed beside my locker, my vision was blurry, everyones voices were faint, my eyes were overflowing with tears, I grabbed my head and put my face behind my hands, as I groaned it pain and sobbed, the pain was unbearable, my head was throbbing, sharp pains were stabbing me in my hip, I hunched over and moaned. I suddenly felt a hard smack to my back and I let out another whimper, there were more kicks to my body before it all stopped, I slowly tried to move, however I felt terrible, I went back to the position I was in before and cried to myself, it was 1st period. All teachers were teaching, all students were in class. No one could help me, I couldn't shout because it hurts my stomach to much. I was alone...
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What should Bailee do?!
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Bullied.
Randomsometimes we need to fall before we fly. We need to break before we shine. On Bailee's case, hated before loved. Bullied, hurt, family problems, eating disorders..... what else is there? she is longing to be loved, but scared to be hurt.
