I had school today. My wish today was that I wouldn't see her. She really scares me. I hate it. It's annoying. I hadn't seen her on my run to school. And I was looking around to watch out for her when I was pushed to the floor by either Tess or Jess. I'm not sure which though. I wasn't looking. And they were laughing at me. Then one of them said. "You know? You should really pay attention more often. Or these type of things just wouldn't happen." They laughed while walking to class together. The bell rang and I picked myself up. I was going to grab my stuff when I saw the counselor, Mrs. Claire. She was looking down at me. I was scared. But she just said. "May I help you with that?". She meant my stuff. It was halfway down the hallway. I was confused she didn't say something about being late. So I said, "Sure. Thanks." She picked up the books by her feet and I grabbed the papers that fell out of my backpack. She didn't ask how it happened. She just handed me my stuff and said, "Of course. Anyways. You better get to class. I'll write an excuse." I said thank you and she handed one to me. But she just asked, "Why are those bruises on your face?".
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Sincerely, Melissa Lay