I slammed my room door shut, breathing hard. My heart was pounding. That may have been the single worst day at school in my life.

I walked over to my closet, my ripped dress trailing behind me. I opened the ancient door and took out my day dress - my second to last dress. I groaned when I realized that. I was going to have to make another dress; something I hate doing.

I took off my battered school wear, but before I threw it away, I held it up in front of me. The last couple hours flashed by.

-Flashback-

Talia, still grinning, stood up and moved aside. Butch smirked, and started reaching for me. My eyes widened, and I tried to jump out of my seat and away from him, but he was too quick. He wrapped his arms over mine and around my chest, lifting me in the air. I was too terrified to scream.

He carried me outside and whistled. Everyone stopped what they were doing. Talia leaned in and maliciously whispered in my ear,

"Time to show the world how truly beautiful you are." From her back pocket she produced a knife. My already wide eyes went huge.

'Please no God please no God please please please please....' was the only thing I could pray. All the kids started flocking over, about thirty or so in total. Slowly, still grinning, Talia bent down, her eyes never leaving mine. I tried to kick her but Mike came over and stomped on my feet. I started shaking. 'So this is how it all ends,' I thought. Whatever was about to go down, there would be nothing I could do about it.

Tallia stuck the knife in the hem of my dress, about an inch from the bottom, and I exhaled in relief that she wasn't going to cause any physical pain. But then Talia started bringing the knife across my dress horizontally. Horror was etched in my face and I screamed. Talia stuck her tongue out at me and continue cutting my dress like an apple, slowly going all the way around my dress, cutting an inch off then going up higher and continuing.

Before long my ankles started showing. I thought she would stop there, but she didn't. All the kids were laughing and pointing; some of the boys were smirking.

I couldn't think. I felt the air swirling around my ankles, and then my shins. All I could do is pray 'Please God please God please God...' I have never been this humiliated in my life.

She cut up to my shaking knees, then she rocked back on her heels to examine her work. With a smirk, she stood, then turned to the kids. They stared at her, some of them grinning. Talia gestured to me, and it was then I had to put the brakes on.

I jerked my head back as hard as I could, hitting Butch smack in the nose. He howled in pain and stopped me. I then elbowed Mike in the ribs and he yelled, hopping away. With everyone screaming and laughing, I turned and ran for my life. Talia ran after me and managed to grab my braid, but she just pulled the hair tie out, and I was free.

I ran down that dusty old lane like the devil himself was right on my heals. Big, hot tears cascaded down my face. I shook them away, hair whipping my face. I didn't stop running until I got home, slamming the door, and hurrying up to my room.

-End of Flashback-

I crashed back on my bed, dust billowing up, illuminated by the afternoon sunlight. Fresh tears fell from my eyes, but I squeezed them shut, determined not to become a blubbering fool. I took a deep breath.

"Somehow," I said to myself. "Somehow, this is your plan for me God. And if your plan is that I don't go to school anymore, well, thank you for making that clear to me."

I dried my eyes, then stood. I decided to make the best of the situation. I grabbed my torn dress, then walked over to my wooden chest filled with cloth. I opened it, and smiled.

"I need to mend this anyway; why not mend it beautifully." And I got to work.

SO sorry I was gone for so long!! And sorry this is so short! Hope you enjoyed anyway :)

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