The Girl with the flower crown

The Girl With The Flower Crown

Everyday was the same. She walk down the halls; the departing sea of people quieting and whispering. Then there was the obnoxious boys or girls that didn't even pretend to be quiet about their cruel words towards her - the suicidal girl with the flower crown.

But they will never know the real Daphne Charm. The one that lost everything. The one that holds the memories of her past all around her, reminding her of the reasons she lives and puts up with childish high schoolers. They will never know the girl who hurts and struggles with life's backhand. They will never know the girl inside.

As she walked to her locker, she could feel the stares on her arms, the one that was bandaged. She had done it last night. Last night was the anniversary of her parents death. They had died two years ago and the pain in her heart was as fresh as the wounds on her arm.

Throughout the school day, she could hear the whispers and the yells of her reputation. She was that suicide girl. That pathetic girl. That girl that cuts herself. That ugly attention whore. That girl that wears the only flowers that would be sent to her funeral.

She learned to make it seem as if it doesn't affect her but these people make her want to take her blade a little deeper. But then she remembers her aunt's flower crown, her mom's silver bracket, her father's gold wedding band and she remembers her reason for living through this. She promised to never have the same fate as her family. She promised to make it farther than them.

Please give this book a chance :) (This was written by @DMBradleyWhittaker so I give her full credit. The rest of the book will be written by me and edited by her:)