I looked in the mirror i looked fine as f**k but f**k ts my body hurts i been getting beat up and allat i had to cover my scars up with makeup i know sum of them are there for ever the girl kiara came over to me she looked at me for with out saying s**t i said " im not gay so stop looking at me like tht" she laughed and said " girl you ok? " i said " yea im good" she said " look i know this s**t is not for you my baby u must not remember me im the girl that went missing in first grade " my eyes widen i studied her face den i remembered i said " oh my god keke" she was like a sister to me in the first grade she went missing and her mom past away and her dad got sprung out on drugs " i hugged her so tight i said " mann keke im soo sorry this had to happen to u really u dont deserve this "

