"Hey freak how you doing?"
"Why you still here slut?"
"Nobody likes you dumbass!"
"Just kill yourself you little bitch, and even if you did no one would care haha."
That's just how my mornings at school always begin. If it's not them, then it's my parents. I swear they use their punches and kicks to to describe their feelings towards me than their actual words.As I continued down the crowded halls, my body went numb by getting pushed all around and hitting the lockers like a rag doll. What did I do to get treated like this? Did I do something bad? Was my fate supposed to come out this way? Why can't I just crawl in a corner and cry?
Hi.... my name is Ella, I'm fifteen years old, and I have one question that is always on my mind. And that question is............
Why can't I have someone protect me?