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...In her dream...

(Y/N) (L/N), that just finished middle school.
The (h/c) girl was unique.
She was one of a kind.

She was caring, made always funny but cringy jokes, had the brightest personality and always saw everything with its positives sides.
Even in the darkest times, she brought a smile to someones face.
In short, she was a positive human being.

Sadly, throughout the years of school, she was made fun of, teased, even bullied at some time.
She couldn't understand how someone could do that.
Every so often she felt alone, like no one even wanted to be friends with her.

She felt different.
Different from all the other students at her old school.
Maybe it was her clothing?
Her personality?
What was the reason for the past torture?

At this time in her past, she had (h/c) (h/l) hair, that was always up into a ponytail, only on special occasions let free from the rubber.

She had the most brightest eyes someone could ever find.
They sparkled whenever they were opened, reflecting its surroundings inside the deep black iris.
They shined everywhere she went, illuminating the whole room with positiveness.

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It was the first day at high school, for the 15 year old (Y/N) as a freshman.
Being exited was an understatement.
She was so exited to finally be in highschool, she couldn't sleep the night before.

As the sun rose from it's hiding spot, the bright yellow beams shone through her curtains, illuminating the whole room in a mixture of yellow, orange and red.

Slowly stirring awake, the (h/c) female openened her eyes, rubbing the sleep away in the process.
Still laying in the comfortable bed with (f/c) covers draped over her body, not wanting to leave the warm bed.
Stretching her limbs, she yawned, hearing her spine crack satisfying.

The sound of her clock ticking, reminded her, that today's a special day.
Looking at the little modern clock by her nightstand, she saw that it was 6.30 o'clock.

Taking the heavy covers off her body, she got on her feet, putting on her favourite (f/c) socks.
Wandering to her warderobe, she searched through her entire clothes.

Finally finding something she liked, she picked out a (f/c) t-shirt, a matching oversidez hoddie, black jeans and her (f/c) shoes.

Trotting off into the bathroom, she began to brush her teeth, combing her hair and washing her face with water.
Drying her face off with a fluffy white towel, she decided to put on her favourite (f/c) earrings, matching them with her (f/c) bracelets.

Returning to her bedroom, she began to get dressed, not wasting any time. As she put on the last piece of clothing, she looked in the big mirror that hung at her wall.

Sunlight reflected itself on the mirror, brightening up the whole bedroom, making it a cozy atmosphere.
Her (e/c) eyes gazed over her reflection, widening slightly of how she liked her choice of clothes.

Looking rather long at her appearence, she felt proud to look decent enough for the first day at the new school.

Walking over to her little bag, she packed it with a little green notebook, a pen, her black earphones and some other necessities.
Not wanting to starve at school, she brought little crackers from her cupboard, stuffing them into her bag.

Having enough time left, she decided to make herself a quick and simple breakfast.
Going to the kitchen, she looked through all the cupboards.
Picking out her favourite yoghurt from the fridge and a delisciously red apple, she got herself a pointy knife, spoon and a big bowl.

Cutting the apple in little pieces on the counter, she mixed it with yoghurt in her white bowl.
Sitting at the table, she ate her deliscious breakfast, while enjoying her favourite hot coffee with a spoon full of sugar.
Looking through her phone, she searched for her favourite song, when found, hearing it with headphones.

Finishing eating and drinking, she put the dirty dishes in the dishwasher.
Looking at the time, it was 7.30 o'clock.
Not wanting to not catch the train, she got her bag slunged over her left shoulder, and put on her (f/c) jacket.

Getting her keys, the (h/c) young teen left the house, making her way to the train station.
After a long walk for about 15 minutes, she finally arrived at the station.
Sitting on a bench, she looked at the time in her smartphone.
7.45 o'clock

Passing time, she played on her phone, not knowing what to do.
No soul was around, the only one was the (h/c) girl.

Hearing the screeching of the train, she looked up, seeing to big train arriving from the different direction.
Swiftly standing up, she walked near the train, pushing a botton that opened the doors.

As the door opened, the chilly warmth of the heater hit her in the face.
Feeling cozy with the warmth, she took a step in the halting train.

Entering the train, she looked around for a seat. Finding one, she walked over to it and sat down.
Looking out of the window, she saw how the world around her passed really fast.

Relaxing in her seat, she slowly closed her eyes, as the sweet sleep evolped her.
Softly breathing, she fell asleep, waiting for her destination to finally come.

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Stirring awake, she slowly opened her eyes, blended by the bright light inside the train.
Panicking, she looked out the window, shighing reliefed as she saw that it was one destination before she had to get out.

Seeing the train stop, she got up, keeping her bag under her shoulder, as she stepped out of the train.
Making her way through the mass of people, she walked to her new school, passing multiple of big houses, shops and the bright streets of the town.

After 10 minutes from the train station she finally arrived infront of the big silver gates that seperated her from the exitement of school.
Finding her way to her new classmates, full of joy and exitement.

But not for long she will know the sweet, dirty reality of high school.

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....Timeskip to 4 months later....

How could this happen to her?
She did nothing ever wrong.
Not one single time she hurt someone to deserve this treatment she was given at school every single day

She was cussed at, insulted with hurtful words like 'loser' or 'trash', she was pushed around, even harmed physically when no teacher was around.

Every single day was a struggle for her.
The first few times she was bullied, she cried her heart out.
She would sit in the bathroom, not coming out for two periods, fearing she would be targeted again.

She was innocent.
But these people changed her in a negative way.
'Such a pity. Bullying others to boost their confidence, to feel valid.

Not caring about their grades, rather wanting to be the most popular one that has the most "friends", she always thought in her head, not even thinking about saying it in their faces, fearing the consequences.

All her classmates were either assholes, or total dumb in their head.
Or both.
They talked back to their teachers, never stopped chattering while (Y/N) wanted to listen to the lecture, and never listened to any kind of order.

She was pissed off.
They behaved like children in kindergarten, often having fights over nothing, or laughing so loud, your ears fall off and run away.

Yesterday, everyone ignored her when she spoke, doing as she wasn't even here.
She hated it.
She hated all these people in her new school.

Over the years of school, she changed.
Not only was the damage done at school, but also at her own home.

She became more and more introverted, speaking only if she was spoken to.
Her personality changed drastic.
She was cold towards others, when stared or insulted, she sended a glare to the person.

She even began to talk back, to defend herself, having enough of this cruel treatment.
But they didn't seem to stop, though she defended herself.
They seemed to enjoy it even more.

(Y/N) hated it.
The most she hated one particular student at this school.

Sasha Foster.
The biggest bitch in the whole school.
Wouldn't there be a rule for appropriate clothing, she would walk around naked.
She had bleached blonde hair, green-brown eye, it's lashes coated with layers of mascara and a pair of false big eyelashes.

Her seemingly orange face was caked with at least ten layers of fondation, that didn't even matched her actual skin colour.
Sasha was taller than most average females, but with the combination of heels, she was gigantic.

You could always hear when she was nearby.
The clicking of her long heels sounded throughout the whole room, that made chills run down your spine.

Always on either of her sides were her bodyguards, always following her like puppies.
If there was upcoming trouble, they would defend her, or help her bully other students.

(Y/N) hated her.
She didn't wish anyone death, but this monster really deserved it with all her cold heart.
She made school like hell.
The blonde never hesistated to take down anyone that felt somewhat happy.

(Y/N)'s memories haunted her mind every second in her daily life of surviving.
She wanted to forget, but she couldn't bring herself to erase them permanently from her mind.
They were a part of her.
She became with them, good or bad, the person she was today.
Sometimes they seem bizzare, or even unrealistic.
But this is reality for her.
Reality for everyone who's trying to survive in this gruelsome world.

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I hope ya all liked it!

●Matthi

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