I swiftly searched for clothes I could wear that could hide my whole scars. I wore the clothes so fast scared of what he might do if I were to be late, w

smart but s

chael shouted in the si

hteen minutes. Does

unning out of breat

my hurt lessening. I was glad I did not want my mother find

smiling at Michael and not acknowledging me. It was a smile I have grown to dismiss. She herse

t. As I grew I learned a lot of things about people, especially my mother. She was stubborn to the point that she couldn't tell if someone was hurting. She wa

r boyfriend, anyone actually whom I came in contact with. I analyzed their life like a puzzle. As I did I learned to shape my own life. By looking at them I finally dictated how I wanted my life to go. It wasn't easy but I told myself only ignorant people don't see what's right in front of them.

hen cry later expecting we sympathize with them? It was pathetic really' I

my tor

d learning but I owned them, I stood up to them, I fixed them. I always dreamt

choices; and definitely do not expect others to put themselves in her shoes or put her first, because I mean she chose this guy. He was clearly the biggest mistake she had ever made, and she thinks I'm the biggest mistake. Such mediocre wisdom she's got

h. I wanted to cry, get out of

o, where will I sleep, what wi

do, worse kill us bot

ishment for falling in love wit

a choice you made' I have never boiled up this much. I wanted to run and never

nted to scream at her, cry out for help or better yet hit her to get her senses back,

went up to kiss Michael who was holding my hand a

to embrace me, I felt nothing but disgust and

t when we got outside he retrieved his hand from me like I was

lost puppy looking out in the window. I had my hoody fastened tight on me and the hat around my head hiding

I? I don

eached my school he locked the door

ng of the worst but to my surprise he just shrugged his shoul

ever find or look for your body. Your mother will be so miserable she will hate you e

hasty the moment he freed me, ready to at least enjoy t

eard one of my classmates w

to save me, but he wasn't there and I hated that I hated him, I hated that he wasn

king and spreading stories about Michael that c

nd now, who will I talk to'

at home or to me now if I didn't. I turned around looking at the school ready to be away from him. I shook my head removing all bad thoughts and mastered a smile as my friends approached me with smiles and giggles. I quivered as I thought about the life ahead of me, the life with Mic

aking advantage of the fact that he was in charge of

rienced. The school introduced karate, and I jumped at the opportunity. I was fifteen but ready to take on the world hence forth today after a long year I am a black belt. Of course my mother and Michael didn't know