Believe

"I don't know how I got here
I knew it wouldn't be easy
But your faith in me was so clear
It didn't matter how many times I got knocked on the floor
But you knew one day I would be standing tall
Just look at me now."

My name is Cassandra. I didn't think anyone would ever help me out. I never thought that anyone cared about me. Until I met Him...

( I know it isn't the best let me know what you think about it!(: )

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Cassandra's Point Of View~

 

Hi. My name is Cassandra. My Dream Is to be Heard. I often feel like I have no voice. Like no one can hear me. In fact, I highly doubt they want to anyway. No one really pays attention to me. Never listens to everything I have to say. Not my Family, Teachers, Friends,which I don't really have, Everyone! I bet you don't even want to.I Used to think that no one did, until I met him. 

 

I arrived at school this morning, and everything went the same way it always did. Insults, Cruel, Hurtful words! I AM human! " Your just a nobody!" "Why do you even bother coming here? Your never going to amount to anything!" Another voice called out. Anyway, I went to English class and went straight to the back and sat in the chair farthest away from everyone.All they did was laugh and talk bad about me. Why be in the middle of it? I don't know why anyone treats me, or anybody else for that matter, like this! It's not fair. I wonder if anyone here was having problems like me? No. I was interrupted by the bell and came back to reality, and out of my thoughts.

 

Mr.Stitzel: "Alright. Good morning everyone!" No one said anything.They just groaned. He started talking about a project we had coming up. I pulled out my notebook and started writing some lyrics."Oh, but before we begin, I would like to welcome a new student!" He said. I slightly looked up. Great, another person to make my life miserable."His name is Justin!" He gestured to the boy walking in the door. He was so cute! Maybe I shouldn't judge a book by it's cover? Well I'll find out what kind of person he is soon enough." Alright Justin. welcome To Toronto High!" You can have a seat right next to-" He scanned the room and looked at me and smiled. "Right by Cassandra!" He smiled and walked over to the seat by me, taking a seat.He looked at me and gave me the biggest smile.I looked behind me. No one. Was he smiling at me? Oh well, I'll take it!  I gave him a shy smile, and went back to writing lyrics." The teacher began talking again. "Okay so back to the project! You all have to pick a partner, Don't Let me regret that-"He raised his finger. "After you partner up, you are going to go to each others house, or meet up somewhere I don't care where, and then you have to write a song." I Looked up, putting all of my attention on him.I saw Justin do the same out of the corner of my eye." "It is due next Friday. I will explain more tomorrow. Now go ahead and pick your partners and get to work!" He walked over to his desk and went on the computer.Doing I don't know, boring teacher stuff, i guess.

 

I just sat there. I didn't expect anyone to want to work with me. Unless they were forced too anyway. I jumped slightly when I felt someone touch my shoulder.I turned my head to see Justin. "Hey." He smiled. "Hi." I replied. "Cassandra, right?" "Yeah"  "I like that name, a pretty name for a pretty girl." How sweet! "Thanks" I started to blush." So would you like to work together?" He asked. I nodded my head. "Sure, I'd love to!" " Great! Let's get started!" He moved his desk closer to mine. " Okay so where do you want to start?" I asked, turning to a new page in my notebook." Well, let's pick a topic." I nodded. " Do you want to come to my house to work on it later?" I thought about it for a moment. "Sure." He smiled. "Great Here's my number. Give me a call and I can come pick you up" "Sounds good!" With that the bell rang, and we headed to our next class of the day, which I hate so much. Math. 

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