◽ C h a p t e r  2 ◽

Clyde and I walked into the kitchen, it smelled nice, I automatically knew mum had been making lasagna. Her cooking always smelled lovely, it used to make me happy, but for a while now I haven't had time to be happy.

“Glad you could finally make it” mum said smiling as she dished out the food. “you're always cooped up in your room.” she carried on as I sat down to eat.

For the rest of dinner I completely zoned out oblivious to what was going on around me, it's been happening more frequently, my mind is always thinking, but not of nice things, then I realised my heart was beating so fast and hard.

“Brooklyn!” “Brooklyn!”

No, this was not happening! I'd been dreading this moment for the past few weeks.

“Brooklyn!” my dad snapped pulling me out of my thoughts.

“Are you guys looking forward to your first day back to school tomorrow?” mum spoke up trying to break the silence.

I looked over to Clyde who was very hyped about this school year being his last year. He was lucky, I'd have given anything to take his place.

Placing a forced smile on my face, I looked up from my plate and looked over to my parents. “yeah...can't wait for the first day back to school tomorrow.”

To them it was any other normal school day, but to me it was another year of hell.

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