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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...
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◻ C h a p t e r 1 8 ◻
It's Friday now, my dad said I couldn't stay home, I didn't want to go to school. I was too scared. But there was no point arguing he made me go.
Feeling a bit faint I staggered to my locker, with my hoodie covering my face and I holding on so I wouldn't fall. If I didn't eat, there was no way she could call me fat.
I closed my locker and was about to hurry off to go hide, if I was lucky they wouldn't find me.
Then I stopped, I couldn't breathe. There was a hand over my mouth to muffle my screams. Skipping dinner last night and breakfast was a bad choice. I had no energy.
No one helped me, they either looked away and walked off or laughed with Camila and her friends. They loved when she tormented me. Why?
"Come to the bathroom with us, don't say a word." Camila ordered me.
I followed swaying a little, what could I do? I had no choice. I was hugely outnumbered.
I stood in the middle of the bathroom, they made a circle around me.
Mya lifted up my face "Show us your bruises you slut" she laughed.
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