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again, to access the damage to my face. Nothing was broken, that much I was sure about, but the bruise was going to

ow looking cheekbones, I pretty much looked like a walking-talking horror movie. My bangs covered most of my forehead, reaching

ill been alive. But now, I've had cut them short to my ears to save myself so much unwanted trouble.

anyone to notice. I was a loner, a mere shadow at the back of the class; the one everyone was disgusted to e

n't even keep count of. I then brushed my hair back and came out of the bathroom to dress in a faded green hoodie over a crème coloured shirt with blue jeans that had nearly turned white

e table. So I began cleaning the place before Julian could come downstairs. Even when I had been ready to faint from the pain last night, I had mana

paring Julian's meal. It was all that was left inside the fridge. Fortunately, meals were one thing I didn't have to worry about much, because the restaurant where I worked was kind en

is room, his voice quiet. He was probably worried that our

plate and also getting the last of the orange juice out of the fridge. I checked to see

asked quietly as he sat at the tabl

rt sank as I saw the two five dollar bills and a few changes I had left. But I tried my best to reassure myself. I might get a good tip at work today...right? S

ls on our table and it also helped me pay for my school. Julian's Kinderg

bill. "Get something nice for lunch, okay? Bu

I tidied up the table. With that, I headed towards the door with my bag swung

gruelling day. Julian's Kindergarten and my school were only 5 minutes apart so

Finding Nemo and I felt horrible for not being able to show him movies and cartoons that a kid his age should be watching. I could barely manage food and other sup

head and waited to see him enter the school building b

in any high school. I didn't belong to any of these group and neither did I have any friends. I was a loner, the per

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ehind me. The voice of the person who has made my high school l

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