Your POV:
This has to be some kind of joke.
How could everyone just turn against me.
This doesn't make any sense.
I walk over to math class.
I'm not losing my perfect attendance in ALL my classes because if this.
I'm not going to lose myself to this.
But what if I already have?
...
I sit down and see people whispering around me.
Some people even point at me.
"What is this?" I looked around. Why now.
I'm kind of dealing with stuff right now?
One crisis at a time.
"Hey, are you Y/N?" Someone tapped my shoulder.
"Umm.. yes." I reply skeptical. I've never seen this person before.
"So then this is you?" He pointed to a picture on his phone.
I gasp in horror.
I snatched his phone.
Pictures of me in my undergarments.
Looking....happy? What's with this smile?
I flip to the next slide.
Someone's hand is on my....
"WHO DID THIS????" I stand up and scream.
Everyone looks scared.
It's the fear in their eyes.
The same as my family's.
I sit back down.
Completely ashamed of myself.
Why would I ever let someone take a picture of me like that?
Why would I let someone touch my like that?
Who's hands were those and why don't I remember any of this.
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Wow I really don't know how to make a book out of short chapters. All my other books have long chapters and each book I do, I try something new. I tried short chapters for this book but that's just making this ridiculously long. How do I stop this? I'm just so set on these small chapters and their little sections.
I'm not done with exams yet, but I've just done another mass update on this book.
EDIT: WHATTTT I WAS SUPPOSED TO PUBLISH THESE CHAPTERS AGES AGO.....I'M I'M gonna go sit down now and think of what ive just done.