
It's Life
Yes Harold?
"Let the fun begin." He whispers in my ear.
"Yes Harold? What do you want?" I ask innocently.
I can practically see the steam coming out of his ears: He hates being called Harold.
His hand then meets my face: he slapped me.
I do a simple shrug; Its nothing I'm not used to.
The slut of the school, Emily, starts puching me in the stomach, I fall to the ground; thats when I start panicing. Emily starts kicking and the only thing I can see is Harry's evil smirk before the start walking a way.
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The rest of the day is normal; Boring classes, frowning teachers, an occasional slap to the face by Harry and his friends. You know, a normal day for me.
I am now walking home: hoping my dad isn't there.
Thankfully, he isn't.
I practically sprint to my bedroom and get on my laptop.
Yes! He's online! (Her online friend)
Me: Hello!
Friend: Hey! How was your day?
Me: Same thing everyday. Get made fun of, get hit, come home, get hit again.
Friend: I wish I could be there for you...
Me: Me too! I need you! When can we meet in person? Anyways, how are you?
Friend: Soon, and being pretty much forced to be a jerk to other people.
Just then a door slammed. Oh no!
Me: Dads home, bye!
He basicly knows every thing about me : my dad, my school, me getting bullied. Everything.
Just then my dad burst into my room, throws me down stairs, and starts punching and kicking me.
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UPDATE
4/6/15