FHS # 6 | Dubbed as the golden girl of Filimon Heights, everyone thinks Joana Cohen has everything a girl could ever want. However, what she has is the very thing that keeps her from getting what she truly wants.
With a life riddled with misconcep...
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Don't cry! Don't cry! I begged myself over and over again as I sat on top of the bed, watching the school nurses tend to my bleeding arms and knee. However, no matter how much I try to stop my tears from falling, they continue to rebel against me.
I can still feel the girl's nails digging under my skin, her hand pulling my hair mercilessly, and the anguish in her cries and curses.
"Ms. Cohen, gusto mo ng tubig?" tanong ng nurse kaya umiling ako at pililt na ngumiti sa kabila ng mga luha.
"Ms. Cohen, tahan na. Baka mamaya atakihin ka ng asthma mo niyan," sabi naman ng isa pang nurse.
"B-Bata pa ho ako noon, wala naman na--" I choked on my own tears and ended up sobbing again. Hiyang-hiya ako sa kawalan ko ng kontrol sa sarili kong emosyon kaya napadungo na lamang ako.
One of the nurses sat right next to me and started rubbing my back, consoling me with words that I couldn't even hear because of my own cries.
Just as they got done patching me up, the door flung open. A woman in her 40's entered. She had a pale and panicked look on her face. "Ms. Cohen, I am really sorry for what happened! Please, tell us what you need!"
I need to stop crying! For God's sake, why can't I stop crying?!
I blinked in shock when the woman suddenly squatted right in front of me. She grabbed ahold of my hand, and I was surprised at how hers were so cold and shaky.
"Oh God, what has that brat done to you," she said with a horrified look on her face.
I gasped. "W-Wait, will these turn into scars?! Will my face have scars from now on?!"
No! Oh God! No! My Mom will lose it!
"Hindi, Ms. Cohen. Some of the scatches will heal in a few days," mabilis na agap ng nurse kaya kahit papaano ay nabunutan ako ng tinik.
"What about the other scratches?!" The woman asked again, still with a horrified look on her face.
"Mrs. Gertrude naman, tinatakot mo naman si Ms. Cohen," sabi ng isa sa mga nurse kaya mabilis na napatayo ang babae at naupo sa kabilang panig ng kinauupuan ko.
"I'm sorry." Napahawak siya sa kanyang dibdib at marahas na napabuntong-hininga. Halata ang pangangatog ng labi niya, pero pilit pa rin siyang ngumiti. "I'm just worried for one of our most precious students. Again, I am so sorry for what happened especially on your first day. Don't worry hija, I will have those guards fired right away and we will hire better--"
"Please don't!" I cried out, shaking my head. "Please don't fire anyone because of me! Wala pong may--"
"Okay, dear. Okay, we won't fire anyone." The woman scrambled at her words. "But that student who attacked you! I assure you that the school will not tolerate--"
