Good Morning

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I hear my alarm clock and turn it off and look at the time, it reads 6:30am and school starts at 8:15am so I head to the shower and turn on some music. Once I'm done I head to my closet and slip on some dark blue skinny jeans and a plain t-shirt, then I put on my white converse and head into the bathroom to put on my makeup.
I don't wear much makeup cuz who do I need to impress. I put on my bb cream foundation then mascara and chap stick. I look over at my clock and it says 7:20 so I head downstairs and grab my backpack and phone then say bye to my family and walk out the door.

Once I arrive at school I go and head to my locker and open it

"Good morning"

I herd a deep voice from behind me that sounded so familiar.
I froze and didn't want to turn around and see his face so I quickly closed my locker and ran. I could hear him running behind me and right when I was about to run into the girls bathroom he grabbed my backpack and threw me onto the ground. There was no one in the halls and I guess the bell had already rang. I then felt him kick me in the ribs "Get up you worthless shit" he demanded so I did as I was told to and not make him even more angry. By the time I got on my feet he grabbed my arms and pinned me up against the lockers. His face was so close that I could feel his minty breath sting my eyes.

"Don't you ever run away from me like that!" He yelled in my face

I turned my head so I didn't have to see him. All the sudden I saw his friends come around the corner. Then I felt tears running down my face. He let go of me and threw me down again so I was lying in the hallway and had my face to the floor sobbing. "God your so fucking pathetic," He said angrily as I was trying my hardest to get off the floor once more. I fell back down and just gave up. He laughed and just watched me curl up into a ball holding my knees and crying onto my pants. I looked up and saw him walk to his group of friends that where at the end of the hallway and high five them.

"Nice bro how about we pitch in next time!"

While I was on the hallway floor trying my third time to get up I felt a sharp pain and it went all throughout my body. I finally made it to my feet and I was up off the ground.

As soon as I got balance once again, I ran out of school doors and strait home. Walking inside my house I threw my backpack on the ground and walked carefully up to my room.

My parents work till 6pm so they are never really here and my brother and sis are at school.

Once I'm in my room I slowly change into a hoodie and sweats and go into the bathroom. I threw my hair up into a bun and looked myself in the mirror. I saw all my mascara on my cheeks and my eyes where all red and puffy from crying. "Ah fuck" I yelled when I tried to lift my shirt over to see where he had kicked me. When I got my shirt lifted up to see where my ribs were was a dark purple and blue mixed together and once I touched it with my pointer finger I totally regretted it and kept my self silent trying not to scream and disturb my neighbors. My eyes got all watery and ran down my face. I put my shirt back down and tried not to touch my bruise. I turned the sink on, washed my face and headed to my bed. My mind started to wonder about Jack and where he was this whole time when his brother Dillon chased me down the hallway and left me there crying. I feel really sorry about getting moody around him about the other day, but I just hope next time he or a teacher will be there to stop his ass hole brother and his brothers friends.

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