I get angry as I hear my alarm go off.
The most dreaded time of my life, getting ready for school. I don't get the point, I just go to get bullied by Ashton and his gang. I know that hate is a strong word but, when I say I hate Ashton, that is an understatement. His words hurt me so much. Not to long ago, and by that I mean a month ago. I was walking in the hallway of the school, when Ashton said loudly and proudly "Fat Pig!" and kicked me in the stomach and left laughing with his buddies. Ever since that day I ate nothing. I just drank coffee and tea. I love coffee and tea. I've lost about fifty pounds which means I weigh ninety pounds. It's to the point that you can see my ribs through my skin. Yet he still calls me a fat pig.
Anyways, I go back to getting ready. I dress up in a black high waisted shirt with a white crop top that was long enough to cover my stomach. I put on my favorite white toms. I also did a messy bun for a hairstyle, since I knew if I did anything cute it would be messed up by Ashton and his gang beatings. I walk to school since I haven't been able to get a driver's license and a car. As I'm walking, I feel like someone is following me. I ignore the idea and keep walking. I hear rustling from a nearby bush. Then I feel something hit me and got my crop top all wet. I look to see a popped water balloon on the ground.
After seeing that I knew who it was and I already hated the day even though it had just started... It was Ashton Irwin with an evil grin from ear to ear, as I stood there waiting for his next move. I was surprised to see him just walk away. I was relieved but, scared because I know my bully and I know he has something planned for when I get to school.I already had enough of his stupid little games.
I get to school to again the person that I can't and never will stop hating grinning. Most of the girls or bitches as I like to call them will faint at the sight of that hopeless fool. Not all the girls that like him are bitches, 99% of the girls that do are bitches. I will admit to you this, I used to have a crush on him that was until he had started bullying me three years back. When I first started high school. He bullied me on the first day. That is why I hate him and his friends. They didn't even give me a chance before bullying me. I will forever regret falling for that hopeless fool. The point is I don't like him anymore. Back to my terrible life. He walks up to me.
A: "Hey Fat Pig"
I kept walking, trying not to let his hurtful comment get to me.
A: " How dare you walk away on me!"
I got sick and tired of it so, I turned around and looked him straight in the eyes.
I said: "What is your fucking problem with me?! What did I do to you? Why do you even bully me?! Last time I checked all I did was walk into the the fucking school and you think that just because your the big tough Ashton Irwin, you can push me around!what the fuck is your problem?!"
I instantly regretted saying that to him. He looked at me like he was going to kill me with every muscle he has. He looked like he was going to take his fist and push it into my chest and pull my heart out and squish it in his hand. Like as if it was an ant nobody cared about. From that day on I knew I was going to have bruises from head to toe. He pushed me against the lockers and punched me like five times. When I fell to the ground, I felt a sharp pain on my stomach. With the little strength I had, I opened my eyes to see Ashton kicking me repeatedly. He kicked me one last time before I slowly closed my eyes and was knocked out.