Post by amy on Apr 9, 2012 22:16:14 GMT -5
She looked tired as she hell as she walked down the halls of the school. She looked like she had been run over by a truck when it came to things. Her father had been drunk the night before and taken it out on her. even though she had no marks on her face she wore pants and a t shirt that hid the bruises that covered her arms and legs some were covered by make up on her face that she had heavily applied.to her face to hide them from sight she had made it most of the day and was debating where to go when the last bell rang she grabbed her bag and flinched slightly and then walked out.
As she got outside she found a place to sit down and did her homework. She didn’t feel like going home afraid of what she would find when she got there. Sighing quietly she kept her head down as many passed her most were used to the fact that she stayed and waited no one ever picked her up and her sister was always leaving early it would seem. Brushing her hair from her eyes she slowly relaxed and shook her head leaning back she kept herself so busy she didn’t realize that she was soon the only one left student wise.
Finally she closed the book and got up sliding it into her bag she kept her head down as she started the long walk home bumping into someone a noticeable cringe of pain went through her sorry” she said quietly and tried to get past her head never coming up as she rubbed her shoulder even though the collision was not that hard.
As she got outside she found a place to sit down and did her homework. She didn’t feel like going home afraid of what she would find when she got there. Sighing quietly she kept her head down as many passed her most were used to the fact that she stayed and waited no one ever picked her up and her sister was always leaving early it would seem. Brushing her hair from her eyes she slowly relaxed and shook her head leaning back she kept herself so busy she didn’t realize that she was soon the only one left student wise.
Finally she closed the book and got up sliding it into her bag she kept her head down as she started the long walk home bumping into someone a noticeable cringe of pain went through her sorry” she said quietly and tried to get past her head never coming up as she rubbed her shoulder even though the collision was not that hard.