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-Broken-

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High school is rough but there are girls who seem to rule it first there's China I guess she was named that because she's fake next there's Katie she's kinda nice but doesn't want people to know last there's Me *sigh* I was lucky enough to be one of them but that was about to change today at lunch they told me I was out of the group it wasn't a big deal untill I started to get bullied because all along on the inside I felt emo so its how I dressed but people can't get over the fact that were humans too ! I started to think that I don't belong and I started cutting to the point to where I had to wear long sleeves all summer I started to think there was no hope untill I met him his name was Andy he was also emo he even had his own band he knew I had a sick voice so he wanted me to sing with him and his band I said yes I mean what else do I have to do he said cool and I went to get my stuff out my locker but her came the populars they punched and kicked me untill Andy heard me scream.
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It started on a Monday. I don't know what happened after that. I started off normal. I was still normal, wasn't I? I don't know, I just don't know. I was happy, I should be happy, but I'm not. Maybe I am? It's like there's a blackness in my mind, and I've covered it with yellow. I hate the colour yellow, but it's what I am. It's all I am now. My friends were laughing, I was laughing, but it didn't feel like it. My face felt tight as I stretched into a smile, yet it fooled them. I shouted with them, tears coming to my eyes. They laughed harder at that, everyone crying out my name, pointing at me, tears coming to their own eyes. The hole in my heart widened. I didn't know whether they were tears of sadness or happiness. Everyone was rocking back and forth, and slowly, they seemed to form into looming monsters, with wide eyes and pale faces. We stood up, hearing the bell. The sun hurt my eyes. I ran after them, shouting with them. I was loud, too loud. My own voice hurt my head. I didn't want the attention on me, so I dragged it to my fake self; my mask. I hated myself, and what I was doing. I had walked off again. I'm not sure why, but as I blinked, my feet decided that we were not going that way. I ignored them, and they thought it was a joke. They screamed my name, startling me, making me sprint over to them. I hadn't realised how far I had really wondered off. I joined my group, only to wish I had kept walking. They were laughing again, their laughter hurting my head. It shattered my thoughts, echoed around my head, deafened any emotions. I shrieked with them. We were like monkeys, chattering together. Maybe not; we were too dangerous for that. Monsters. Pale, looming monsters. (Updates everyday day!!!) (Oh, and the picture on the title page doesn't belong to me!!! Credit to whoever it belongs to!!!)

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