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- Votes 2
- Parts 1
- Time <5 mins
Ongoing, First published Feb 07, 2015
If I were normal than maybe a wouldn't be falling off this building and about to die..... Choice got me here and it can get me out of this situation.Oh where are my manors , I'm Abby. 3 Months Earlier I was the new girl a Hilton High School and nobody could go 5 seconds without picking on me for my age, I was 12 and a Freshmen. So who wasn't bound to being picked on every Second. The popular girls just rolled their eyes and gossiped (normal Monday). Boys make fun of my shortness (normal Tuesday and Wednesday) and then the rest of the week.My sister was picked on worse because she was 9 years old when she graduated high school so she would know how I would feel, our family runs in a long line of great mathematicians our great-great-great-great-great grandmother was Ava Lovelace.But one unusual Monday morning I got beaten up and suddenly my autumn colored hair turned Into water and my Golden hazel eyes turned sea blue as I stood there crying. When I put my hands on the ground...All Rights Reserved
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