The fury goddess

Ever since I entered high school and started living alone nothing but bad luck has been my company. everyday feels like hell and sometimes I can't help but wish I were a bird, strong and free. *ring *ring I wearily open my eyes and turn to the direction of the ringing sound. I pick it up and see 'mommy' vivid on the screen of my cellphone. I quickly swipe left... °mom? •darling, how was your night? mom's always so happy and cheerful, oh how I wish I can just be happy for once...just once. I force a smile °mom I'm good. how are you and dad?...I ask trying hard to maintain my smile. I hear a faint voice from the background "is it kira on the phone deary" my dad asks. •yes yes, I know you said I shouldn't disturb but how could I not... darling we'll talk more when you're back from school okay?? °okay, bye. *beep— sigh, that weary face I had on before picking the call comes back. I dragged my limping feet to the bathroom and slowly sit in the tub with my school uniform. hmm should I go to school tho, my uniform is all torn and shaggy from last night... —a flash "hold her in position" Geld's eyes were filled with so much hatred. "this will teach you to never cross paths with me" her other two friends held me down and forced my mouth open as I struggle and cry for help. they dumped in me four bottles of beer. I could only faintly see them laughing and leaving the girls bathroom. I sat there for hours hoping the dizzy spell would leave me but no I was dead drunk. I pick up my school bag and staggered away from the school. reaching a corner in the street in squat, tired of walking even. "hey, what have we here, huh!? a high school girl". I looked up to find four guys walking towards me, each having eyes filled with dirty thoughts. out of reflex I got up and was gonna run but sprained my ankle. I could see the joy in their eyes as I fell. they began tearing my clothes there on the street, dark and cold and lonely. I couldn't even cry out because I had cried every liquid in me earlier when I was bullied. I thought it'd been my end. two police men came each holding a torch light, when they saw the scene they quickly chased them away and luckily they had been arguing about who would go first in me so I only had small cuts and I was also half naked. the cops brought me home. —present