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◽ C h a p t e r 5 ◽
“Brooklyn get down right now, or I'll leave you and make sure that you'll be walking to school.” I heard Clyde yell at me from downstairs.
“Just a minute.” I yelled back nearly tripping as I struggled to get my shoes on.
Honestly it wouldn't have bothered me that much if he left me behind, but I couldn't afford to miss school. I had to keep my good grades going.
“Alright someone's walking to school.” Clyde shouted swinging the keys on his fingers and walking out the door.
Taking a huge leap off the stairs I ran into the kitchen and grabbed two cereal bars along with a pack of strawberries and headed out the door.
“Made it!” I sighed hopping into the front seat with Clyde. “why do you always have to be so impatient Clyde?”
“Because if I don't hurry you up, you'll be there for ages.” he responded taking us on our way to school.
As we pulled up to the large school, my heart dropped. It was all gonna start over.
The name calling. The rumours. The laughing and whisperings as I walked down the hallways.
It was all coming back to me.
I started to sweat, everything got blurry. Then I blacked out.
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Short StoryCover by @liasteashop✨ Brooklyn Marshall...has forgotten what it feels like to be happy. She has lost her desire to shine. Living in a world where everyday is a struggle for her isn't easy. The actions of others can have great consequences. #Bullyin...
