Willow has experienced neglect and abuse all her life, she resorted to self-harm as a release and suicide as a way out from the horror that she lived. Willow has a complicated story where she loved her bully, Taila, she also made friends but at the last moments of her life.

Taila has a slightly different story, she was the bully to Willow but she had a secret as well. In her personal life, outside school she lived with her adopted mother and brother- who was released from prison-, he constantly rapes Taila. She finds that she needs to be better than others at school so no one will see how weak she is. The strange matter was she loved Willow, so in the end she tries to help but it is too late.

Liam is one of Willow's closest friends, at his old school he was bullied for being gay and his boyfriend killed himself, after recovering he moved school and met his new group whom befriended Willow soon after. But did Liam truly get over the pain or did he just hide it away?


2. Willow's Story Part 2

My feet were up on the table and my eyes were closed. Detention is always slow, finding myself falling into boredom I decided to write. I grabbed lined paper and a pen from my bag and let my creativity take over. By the time I was done my eyes darted over a new poem. Once again like most of the poetry I write it was depressive but true.



Colour me red with the brush,


My skin is a canvas of black and blue,


Poisoned from the venom that you spit,


My tongue is a dagger that I must keep hidden,


Stab my heart like everyone else,


No more love belongs there,


All that is left is the bitterness of my soul,


Once more I turn to my escape,


These scars are my battle wounds,


I am a warrior and life is my war.


Sighing in relief I looked up at the clock. FINALLY! I got out of the chair and walked out of the classroom. Time to go home to more loneliness.

I walked through the car park expecting it to be empty but of course it wasn't. There must have been football practice or something. I saw the jocks coming out of the other school entrance with Taila and the rest of her cronies hot on her heels. Hoping I had gotten away from them I picked up my pace but of course luck is never in my favour.

"Well if it isn't the loser", Taila called out causing a chorus of laughter from the others. I kept my head down and continued walking, I hate violence, I hate fighting, I just hate it.

"Don't walk away from me!", she yelled. I felt my arms be grabbed by two of the jocks forcing me to stay still. "You are going to do my English homework and it is going to be good", Taila smirked. No way in hell am I doing her homework! I only have four days to do mines.

"If you don't then I will tell everyone about your little secret", she smirked looking at my wrists. She knew. How? I was sitting at the park one day alone and I started cutting when she came out of nowhere.

Giving in I nodded not wanting anymore trouble. She held up her hand and slapped me across the face before leaving me with the rest of the popular. Quickly I got up and ran out of the car park and to my home.                            

I sat on my bed finishing Taila's story.  It was easy to do it for someone else but when it came to my own I knew it was going to be harder. How? Because I have been in real life situations that most don't know about.

I looked over the writing on my laptop screen and read over the story to make sure it was decent enough to pass for Taila's below average brain.



                        Alone By Taila Jones


The rain fell against my cheeks allowing my tears to do the same. In front of me was the lifeless body of my mother. The bullet wound pressed the redness out as I watched the crimson fluid wash away with the rain.

 Lights where flashing and sirens blaring but it all sounded distant to me. All I could do was focus on her, the woman who had raised me, loved me. Now she was the woman who left me alone in this world.

 I have no one. It is all my fault! If only I hadn't wanted to go shopping she wouldn't have tried to protect me from the bullet. The sound of the guns loud shout still echoing in my ears. I felt arms wrap around me pulling me away from my mother.

 They wanted to take her away from me! I cried out loud or attempted to. No sound past my lips, instead I fell to my knees with silent sobs. I know though, I knew the moment she fell to the ground. I am alone. I am destined to be alone. 

The world I once knew lost its colours as they covered her lifeless body. Everything became like a old movie. Time slowed down and everyone was moving in slow motion. Like a silent film no sounds filled this hollow world, only the cry of the gun in my head. 

Everything was grey, it was as if all colours the world had been drained. The last thing I saw was a beautiful woman dressed in white, her familiar smile faded with the world and I fell into the dark with one word passing my lips;



Alone... I knew that feeling well. I had felt alone my entire life with no one there by my side, no one showed me the way in life. No one to save me from the troubles of my family. I was always alone. 

Of course it wasn't a true story but I knew it happened to people. So it was Taila placed into a true life situation.  I sighed feeling tired all of a sudden. Down stairs I could hear my dad drinking as usual, his drunken voice slurring out songs that were playing on the radio. 

Giving into the calling of my sleepy mind, I closed my eyes and fell into a sleep like every other night. Filled with the painful memories of the things I feared and never liked to recover, my past. 

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