they are my friends. I'm so scared It hurts that a demon is holding my face. Two other demons tried to separate my thighs. The other, standing in front of me.
I tried to reach for the fallen wine bottle. When I reached it, I hit the one holding my leg hard. When he released me, I used that kick on the demon standing at my feet. The strength I feel is different. I don't know how I managed to pick up the other bottles and knock them over. They are demons. They laugh so I hurt them. They will hurt me. They had a bad plan for me that's why I did it.
I rushed out carrying my books that I just took along with the bag that I almost left behind. The strength of my chest beat. I feel like at any moment, my heart will come out. That's tight.
I hurriedly ran. I felt like they were going to chase me so I didn't stop. But when I remembered what I had done, my pace slowed down along with the tears. I remembered what our maid said before.
They say I'm crazy that's why I'm locked up. Because of his anger
Aunt, the maid was fired Aunt said, that is not true. They said that's why I'm at home because they want to keep a closer eye on me because my health condition is weak. Everything they say, I believe. But I remember I told Tita that my classmate became a demon in my eyes when he kicked my bag and things fell down.
In great anger, I stabbed him in the shoulder with a ball pen. Lyon was the last time I went to school. But that's not the reason they gave me so I stopped, if it wasn't for my heart disease when I was in grade one.
I looked at my blood stained hands. I also have a wound from being beaten up
I hit the bottle. What if I killed them?
I sat down on a park bench feeling very weak. I feel very afraid of what I did. What will I say when I get home? Shall I tell what they planned to do to me? Will they believe it? Aunt might think I'm really crazy when I say they look like demons.
"Today!"
I looked up in surprise at the man standing in front of me. "Give me the money, hurry up. I'm missing the
my wallet Shit! But I'll pay you, it's not a hold-up. Look at my uniform. I'm rich so I owe you money first, hurry up." The man showed the logo of the PE uniform he was wearing. He was tall and had a big build. The man looked like an actor, but he was like a villain with good looks.
He just took my bag, probably looking for my wallet. When he got it, he immediately opened it. He was very happy to see the swallow's flesh
"Naks, you have a lot of money. I saw you well." The man held me by the arm. In my shock at remembering what happened to me, I immediately shook it. In fear, I stood up and pushed him. Nope
I paid attention to the things I left with him. He might hurt me or do the same to me as my classmates did. I just ran away.
"Hey, it's crazy. All I need is money"
Mommy went HOME that week to the Philippines. When the incident reached the school director, Mommy also found out because the director is her friend. When Mommy asked me so many questions - especially why I did that - I just shook my head.
Every time they insist, my tears fall spontaneously. I feel like I'm a very bad person.
I don't want to stay at home. I still want to study in school. i want a friend
I know, they think I'm "crazy" because I have no excuses especially and my classmates say they were drinking when I suddenly hit them like I was going crazy. But that wouldn't have happened if they hadn't tried to harm me. But no one will believe me.
I still went in, but the four of them were avoiding me. My section has also been changed. After this semester, Mommy will also transfer me from school. I don't know if what happened to me and my old friends spread if they were even my friends.
It also got to the point where I was buying a friend. It's fine with me to give them as long as they talk to me. Even though some people said that I was just fooling around, I didn't believe them because they said they were my friends and that was enough for me to trust.
I was waiting for a pick-up when a man I didn't know forced me into a white van. He squeezed me into the backseat so they were between me and another man.
you?" Harvey asked with a grin.
"You fool. Is it true that this boy hurt you?" asked the person next to me who pulled me earlier.
"What do you need from me?" The car is running. My fear is coming back. Maybe they will be different in my eyes.
I don't know who the driver is who seems to be older than us. But June was next to him who was looking at me and even managed to wink at me.
"It's a good thing you're really rich, aren't you? The amount your parents paid us. You don't have anything without the wounds you gave." June laughed "It's art, just to taste it," Harvey said laughing.
I couldn't speak. My negative feelings are eating me up. Unfortunately for my parents, I became their child. I know, I heard from Mommy and Tita's conversation that I was accepted at school because the director was a friend of Mommy's. I gave my best in studying,