Scarred

Scarred is a story about a girl that gets bullied and abused and when a certain curly haired boy learns of her past what will happen?...

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3. The Witches...

Charlie's POV

I waited till the engine revved out the driveway, as I tried to get up a flash of pain moved across my body, I winced, I stayed still before I had the courage to get up out of my own pool of blood, I pulled myself up and climbed the stairs one step at a time...

As I got changed into the schools blue uniform and cleaned my cuts, I sat down in front of my mirror and checked my bruises I stared back at my reflection, how my brown curly would fall down my shoulders and my usually bright blue eyes looked lifeless, I looked at my cheek it was throbbing with pain it was bruised and turning a deep shade of red, however I was I had to go to school so I applied some make-up hoping to hide the bruise and defined my eyes a little and as I slipped on a light blue faded denim jacket and put on my blue washed out cons I thought to myself maybe the day will go by better than I think, I couldn't have been more wrong...

As I walked through my schools heavy iron gates I got the usual dirty looks and insults, I ignored them, I walked to my locker and brought out my chemistry books I would need for first lesson, as I closed my locker I turned to find Macey Blackwood  facing me, she looked...Dare I say it... Perfect (as usual) I looked down at the floor, that's when she started...

"Eww, What happened to your cheek, Is that what happens to ugly people" Her "group" started laughing as if it was the funniest joke in the world, I tried walking away but she threw back again against the lockers with her perfectly manicured hand stabbing into my shoulders as she threw me and then she continued...

"Where do you think you're going the charity shop isn't having a sale today are they?"

I couldn't cry today last time they had said I was trying to wash myself with my tears because I couldn't afford a bath...

I brushed past them and they started shrieking with laughter they sounded like witches cackling away at making other peoples live a misery in fact that's what I'll do I'll call them witches, I pushed the door open to the girls toilets and pushed into my cubicle I call it mine because no one ever goes in it except as I sat down I started crying I couldn't stop...But I realised I had to or else they would bully me even more, as I cleaned myself up I walked out the toilets and headed to chemistry with Mr Hugh...

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