January 5
It was a crisp autum morning and I had school today.........*beep**beep**beep* I groaned as I slammed my arm down onto the 'demon' alarm clock with great force causing it to break in half, causing springs and sharp parts of the alarm clock to go deep into my arm causing me to grunt in pain as blood trickled down my arm...
"Great, that's gonna leave another scar....." I said running down the stairs in my pj's, my shirt covered in cold sweat from the heat of upstairs. "Goo- Emily what did you do to your arm?!?!?!?!" Mom ran over panicked gently grabbing my arm examining it thoroughly pull the parts out of my arm pulling me towards the bathroom.
"Mom I just smacked my arm off of the demon alarm clock stop worrying about me I mean I already had a few scars, what makes these any different?" I asked in a defensive tone. She looked at me wide-eyed and said,"Emily this is serious, you have these parts deep in your arm we need to get you to the infirmary to get these out of your arm!"
I rolled my eyes and ran upstairs ignoring every plead or demand she spat at me to come back down. I grabbed pliers and plucked each part out of my arm not even wincing at the sharp pain that jolted through my body. 'I don't understand her sometimes, I mean im alright and alive...." I spoke to myself as I went, grabbed my tie-die shirt and black shorts and threw them on, despite the stinging pain pulsing through my arm and I ran a brush through my hair a few times. I then, sprint down the stairs grabbing what was supposed to be my breakfast and my back-pack ignoring my mothers screams for me to come back and go to the hospital , and ran up into the bus sitting down next to Chrissie, one of my only few friends.
"Hey Emily!!" She chirped, being the girl I've always known. I was about to turn and look at her before she asked, "Do you need bandages Emily?" She held out a box of wrap bandages. I took them gratefully and wrapped them around my arm. "Thanks..." She had a big smile as if nothing had even happened, 'That's not normal for Chrissie.'
Before I could even ask her about it the bus came to a halt signaling we had stopped at the school... We stood and walked off the bus only for me to be greeted by a sharpened pencil to the side penetrating my cotton skin. I didn't even wince at this action because I had had worse, but this angered the bully and caused her to grab me by the collar of my shirt.
'This is new she's never resorted to this..' I thought calmly knowing Anaya couldn't hurt me badly or else she'd get suspended or expelled. She scowled and threw me at a wall with hatred in her eyes. "What are you looking at b*tch?!?!?!" She asked me not expecting answer. "Oh i'm looking at a girl who cant even add in math, so you cheat off of the girl you claim is your friend.." she turned red in anger and stabbed me in the stomach with the pencil, drawing blood.
I had a sudden head-ache causing me to hear voices saying 'hurt her like she hurt you, kill her, make her suffer.' But, before I could do anything about the voice, someone called out for the nurse or police.
She dropped me to the ground ,only for our principle to grab her arm and say," Anaya Murillo, your going to the juvenile detention center..."
*After the rest of school*
I was walking home as I tripped and fell on the road. I tried to get up but, I had sprain my ankle. All of the sudden I hear tires against the road getting closer, I look up and see my mothers car coming strait towards me I screamed and it sure as heck didn't hit deaf ears as I see her eyes widen and she swerves the car off the road to avoid hitting me, but then the car flipped over, shattering glass everywhere and I hear static fill my ears as I grip my head and run towards the car.
My eyes widen as I see mass quantities of blood come out from under the car and the static ceases. My eyes soften as I see a pendant that everyone in the family has except for me... I pick it up and see a note attached but I decide to not read it and walked home with the pendant...
OK GUYS THIS IS THE FIRST PART AND THERES GONNA BE TWO MORE THANKS FOR READING.......
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
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TerrorSairiento-shi was a very sad emotional confusing story @hakuukawa created or else this account wouldn't be here now would it? Heh...you mortals just wouldn't understand....well I just wanted to make a complete version of her story....I mean why shou...
