Isn't it lovely? [Discontinued]

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Alex's POV
I'm being beat up by the same people, everyday it's almost always the same, I wake up, don't eat at all, get beat up, go home, cry to sleep. Yup, same ol' routine. I taste metallic and I already know what it is. I hear them shout something and they run off, it's blurry. I was crying aswell to make my seeing any better. Who beat me up? Well it's just the people who make my life living hell, James Madison, Aaron Burr, and Thomas Jefferson, though Jefferson did nothing to me today, or the day before, it's kinda strange, but atleast it's one less problem, well not really. Jefferson would usually call me a tranny or something hurtful, but he looked at me with pity, sadness and disappointment in his eyes, before he ran off he gave a look saying 'sorry'. I get up and a teacher comes by and helps me, I refuse of course, I just want to get this day over with.

After school I walk to my friend John's car and he drives me home, he says he doesn't mind, but that doesn't mean he has to do it everyday. As I arrive to my destination I get out of the car and thank him, I wave as he drives off. I let put a sigh, I already know what hell awaits me on the other side of that door, drugs, alcohol, slaps, punches, kicks, anything harmful I could name off the top of my head right now is in there. I walk in and there's already screaming, I quickly walk to my room and shut my door. I lay on my bed for a while until I hear footsteps coming to my door, "Alexis! Come out here you bitch!" I flinch and get up. I slowly walk to the door and open it, "What did you do? Huh? Did you tell people what I've done to you? Because they're gonna take me to jail, it's all your fault you fucking slut!" He slaps me hard, I hear ringing in my ear, I'm on the floor and he continues to yell at me as I cry. He shuts the door and I run to my bed, I cry until I pass out, and that's all I remember until I woke up.