A path of hate
My eyes were closed there was no point in fighting them. They kicked and scratched me it seemed to have no end. I heard footsteps and opened my eyes they ran off and were gone. A teacher stood towering over me. "You shouldn't let them do that" he said as he helped me up. "Thanks" I uttered under my breath. 'Hold on tight, but don't you know I'm stronger now' I played an old song I my up over again and again. I walked alone it seemed I stood still with the world spinning. My world was dark and gloomy, I was like a lone wolf, like that song "running with the wolves" I said aloud not noticing I had to go class. I stood there for a few minutes."Lillia-Rose, late to class" I groaned as I stood in front of the principal again as I had done, many times before.
Sitting in the same rundown grey chair I sat in so many times before. Seeming Amost normal, but it wasn't. I sat across from about five other people, usual it's just me or one other person. I started to twirl a peice of hair while watching the other kids expressions, they were Solemn.
They just sat there unblinking, ignoring each and every word the teacher was saying like I was.
"Lillia! " "huh?" It felt like I had just been shaken to awake from a daydream I looked again the people were gone. I looked down at my maths, reading, and English sheets, so I wouldn't get into trouble. All the while wondering about what happened to the five kids. The teacher must've noticed me staring of into the distance "more work less thinking" I laughed slightly but decided to just continue with my work and forget about the kids, but was that Such a good idea?....
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