Stay Strong

Let me tell you a little bit about myself. My name's Dawn. I have red hair. I'm a senior in a small highschool in Doncaster. I get the best grades in my class. The only living relative I have is an aunt, but we lost all communication years ago, so I live by myself. I have two best friends: Harry and Anna. Sadly, I'm bullied or ignored by everyone in the school except for those two. One boy specifically bullies me. Louis. Oddly enough, Harry and him are best friends and he and Anna are dating. The only reason I'm bullied is because they don't know me. I really am quite crazy, but I come across as shy. Most likely because I never talk in school. Even if a teacher calls on me. I just ignore them. I'm afraid of what people will say.


3. Lunch Time

I ran home, wanting to get home as quickly as possible, since I felt like I was about to cry. That's new, right? Once I got home I rushed to my room. Harry may have taken my knife away, but I have another one. I ended up cutting over the old scars. 

Yes, it hurt, but not nearly as bad as what people usually do to me. And it hurt when Louis told me I was the only one he bullied. There are other kids at school that don't talk a lot, and he compeltely ignores them. Why didn't he just ignore me too?

I went to bed pretty early, wanting the day to simply be over with. I woke up, dreading school as usual. Once I got there, the unexpected thing happened. When Louis passed me, he sent me a sorrowful look and kept walking. I'm still terribly mad at him, though. 

He bullies me for years, making me cut, and he finds out we're related and thinks I'm going to forget and everything will be magically happy. Well, I'm not willing to do that. I'm not going to forgive that easily. I just can't. I've built up a wall, and it takes more than one stupid appology to knock it down. I'm just tired of him. 

I passed by Harry too, and he looked like he wanted to talk to me, so I kept walking. I didn't want to talk to anyone right now. But that is how I allways feel. I'm happy just being by myself. But that's not true, is it? I'm miserable, and I've wished I could just drop dead sometimes. Would it really be that hard to be myself? The loud, crazy one my aunt think I am. That Harry and Anna think I am. That I know I am. 

At lunch, I sat ay my usual spot. It was behind a tree and it was actually really nice. Nobody came over there, so it was kind of relaxing. But all good thing come to an end. I heard footsteps coming towards me, so I freezed in my spot. I had my back to whoever was walking towards me, so I had no clue who it was.

"Dawn," said the most annoying British voice known to man. I looked towards Louis and then turned back to my small lunch. "I've heard you speak before, you don't need to be shy," he said. I simply shook my head. "I finished the paper, do you wanna look at it? Make sure I did it right?" I simply shrugged and took the flashdrive he was holding out to me. He then walked away, thank goodness.

Hey guys!!! I'm going on vaccation today, so I don't know if I'll be able to update a lot this week :( I wrote this chapter on the plane, though, so I hope you'll like it!! Love ya!!!
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