Jamila

Chapter 8

He's gone now.I don't know what to say or think.But I don't have to.Diana is awake and she knew he was 

here.She could smell his perfume.She questioned me and I didn't answer.Then she started shouting at 

me.Once again,I ignored her.But this time,she wanted to get physical.She raised her hand about to give me

 a blow but I stopped her.Heart racing,vein bulging I grabbed her hand.No,not this time.I couldn't take it 

anymore.I stood up took in a deep breath, and called her a w***e.

                                   I pressed the wrong button because she charged up like a bull.We woke up our 

roommates with all the shouting.Never before have I shouted like I had this night.The same night that a  

boy came into the boarding house.For girls only.I released all my anger this night.I never want to do that 

again.Or else I might kill myself and I'm not joking

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This morning I felt weak and depressed.I could see Diana gossiping with a bunch of girls like her,She's 

gossiping about me.I just know it.I sit on my regular empty table and weakly take a bite of my PB & J 

sandwich.It takes me back home,my room,my sister,my mom.Thud!.I turn and see the same boy who had 

talked to me and broken into my room the previous.My heart fills up with anger and I did what I would have 

never done.I dropped my PB & J sandwich,grab his hand and take him to a lonely part of the 

canteen.There,in the midst of no one,I told him off.Asking him why he had done that in the first place.My 

voice was getting higher and higher then...His finger was on my lip.How dare he?.I smack his hand off and 

he is surprised.I'm not letting him take advantage of me.Or whatever he thought he was doing by coming 

close to me.I don't care.