Dear Diary, Put A Clown Mask on Me

Dear Diary, Put A Clown Mask on Me

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"I'm sorry, I just can't... do it anymore. Going to this school, living like this..." I tried hard not to cry as I held back the tears. "I have no friends, everybody hates me, hell, I can't even focus on my work! What is school even about anymore?" "Come on, Belle, seriously?! Don't think that way!" James opposed, just trying to make me feel better. But deep down we both knew what I was saying was true. Belle McClarik is a 10th grader in high school. She's always getting picked on, talked about, and she's always getting physically abused at school and anywhere near. She comes home from school almost everyday crying. Could these cruel high school kids drive her to do something so crazy, so out of no where that it stuns EVERYBODY? Readers, continue on to find out ^-^ SHOW YOUR SUPPORT!: +Vote +Comment +Follow me :) GBU.
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