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" Precious "
" Poor Child, Does your parents know that they need to attend here for your - " before my Teacher finish her sentence
" Teacher Teacher!!! " My other classmates went on wild to capture my teacher's attention
" Oh my! " She gently pat my shoulder
" Wait a moment okay " her gentle smile is warmer a sun but It doesn't mean anything, She's just being like this because it is her job
She really does not care about me nor my sake
" hey Precy, what are you still doing here? " A childish voice
A little girl in a red hood while there are two girls in her both side confront me
There is a play and she will be the one who will act as the main character which is the little red riding hood ... Grace Khan, The Daughter of one of the respectable person and sponsor of the school
" I - I am... " Before I can lift up my head to face them, I get force to crash backward because of the sudden push
Both of my knees went scratch on the rough surface of the floor that makes it turn into bruise
" Listen! You're nothing but a trash props here, and If I were you, I will definitely leave before I turn this play into a disaster "
" youre right grace, After all she has a curse "
" Yeah! "
Pain ...
Whether physically or mentally
I will always in Pain so I was used to it but still there are involuntary tears flow throughput on my glassy eyes
" T-teacher said everyone must cooperate and I- Im also part of the play " I tried to talk back but I immediately regret it because after saying those words, They went on rampage
Hitting me everywhere
" You Stupid! dare to talk back to me! HIT HER to teach her a lesson! "
I dont know the reason why she hate me
Ever since I went in preschool, she became my shoolmate and classmate but instead to be close and be friends with her
She treat me like an inborn enemy and now we are in gradeschool, her bullying gets worse and ballistic
After the beatings, Of course they enjoy it and just stopped when the teacher come back
" My goodness! Dear! What happen to you " he said those words with much care and worries but I know ... its worthless
this is not the first time and the worse is, She and other teachers witness how grace and others bully me personally but...
" Gracy, Please go back to the backstage " I tightly clench my fist while crumpling my skirt
" Yes ... Teacher " I heard a hint of mockingess in their tone especially in grace's voice
" Precious- " I stand up and walk away even though she keeps on calling my name
I hate my name...
How can I accept that name while I dont even feel that I have a little value nor worth
I went straight at home since our house in just kinda near in school, I used to walk to go home since I dont even have money for transportation fee nor allowance to spend for food
In the middle of the road, I can sense of many gazes
Are they not used to see a child in full of dirt and blood ?
Im always like this and Used to it
Just like that teacher, they have that pity expression in their faces but then... What?
I dont know them nor them to me so
" ( Car Horn ) " I did not stop to walk since Im in the safe side of the road but I feel like the black car is slowly moving just like how slow I am so I turn a little to see it
" Hey Ms. cutie "
A Man in suit greet me in the open window of the car
" want to get a free ride? " A cheerful tone makes me feel cringe and creep
So I walk faster
" h-hey Little Cutie! Im not bad, I only want to- " I glare at him
Who is he talking to? I already 10 years old and even though I dont have anyone to say that I should not talk to strangers, Im wise enough to know that so I run fast as I can
After an hour and minutes
" You stink, get bath and cook " I heard my brother's voice upstairs when I look up, I can see how disgust he is while seeing my swesty figure
" Bro- Mal-Malcolm I was- " before I say something else, He left while tapping his phone
So I did what he instruct
Because he said that I should be useful, I felt like I matured in a very young age
Learning to cook and do all the choirs at the age of 5
Since we were both orphan, I also want to help to lift those burdens by these so even he treat me in a very different way, Im still contented with how I live because I still have him ... My Brother