Preface

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A u t u m n

I've never felt so alone in my life. People are all around me, but I don't see them. Everyone is talking, but I don't hear them. I tug the sleeve down so they can't see the scars. Tears burn my eyes. I want to tell someone. I want help.

I need help.

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S a m

"Sam look," Ally nudges my arm, "It's that freak, Autumn. She's sitting all alone. Poor baby."

I silently shake my head. This is wrong and I know it. But instead I smile and snicker with my best friend, agreeing that Autumn is weird and pathetic. I turn my head to get a sneak peek of her. She's sitting alone by the window, her blue eyes staring out at nothing.

Someone behind her throws a crunched up paper lunch sack at her. It ricochets off her back. They yell vulgarities at her. I want to go yell back at them.

I need to go yell back at them.

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