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Untitled Introduction Part 3

???? " Where do you think your going"

Before I could leave the school I was yanked into the back. My arm's were pinned to the building. A felt a cold metal blade on my throat.

???? " look at her she's shaking. What a pathetic little bitch."

I tried to protest but they pressed the knife harder against my throat. I felt a warm liquid drizzle on my skin. I looked down and saw it was my blood.

???? " Why aren't you begging for us to spare you. Why aren't you screaming in pain. Why....Why.... Never mind. Just watch your back

They let go and threw me on the concrete. My face skidded across the tar. I tasted something metallic. It was my blood. The kids fled to the buses. Nobody decided to check on me. They saw me they just didn't want to bother.

Somebody leaned against the basketball hoop. I stood up and started limping toward the bus. I looked back at the kid. He had a disapproving look on his face.

?? " what is wrong with people these days. Injuring a girl. And nobody even bother's to help her.

He walked over and started walking with me. I ignored him. The only thing I was focused on was trying not to cry. There were pieces of tar and mud in my cut. He grabbed me by the hand's and stopped. I turned around and was about to punch him when I stopped. He stared wide eyed.

?? " Y-y-y-you.

I ripped my hand away. I snarled out a response.

Eliza " whatever it is you want. I don't want any part of it.

I turned around and stormed off down the road to the old abandoned house that I lived in.

Mind you she is thirteen know. In the last three parts you have got a peek into what her childhood was like. But what if it came back and......... well you'll just gotta find out.