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"Priscilla Lynn, do you know who talked just now?.” Miss Anna asked and I just stared not wanting to talk unless I might just get a earful of insults from who talked.

"Priscilla! It is going to weigh on your test results if don't talk now." Miss Anna yelled and I feel my silence is killing me, I can't afford to fail my physics test. Sometimes, I wonder if I'm the only one in class. But nonetheless, I either talk Now or Never.

"Mark." I said suffocating at my own words.

"Mark Burton, See me in my office now, the rest of the class are dismissed." Miss Anna yelled and Mark Burton stood up from behind me to follow her to her office.

"Why is she always at her dumbest?." Someone whispered behind me.

"Mark is going to bring hell down if he comes back, that's certain." Another student replied.

"I wonder when she became the class spoke man". Another student added.

"That ugly nerd! It just sucks to see her almost everyday, I just can't wait for graduation." Another student chipped in and I just kept the tears welling up in my eyes in.

"You!, I got suspension". Mark bellowed as soon as he walked into the class grabbing my clothes.

"You deserved it, I didn't ask you to talk during the class." I spoke thinking I was finally bold. That's probably one of the dumbest moves, I've ever made.

"So chickens do talk." He said and everyone else in class laughed, I pulled out from his grip still flushing with anger..

"I'm not a chicken, you should definitely learn manners because I think you definitely lack it." I screeched still looking a mess after been grabbed by the dress.

"Oh! This ugly thing thinks she could get away with telling on me, guys what should be her punishment." Mark asked the class and I just couldn't bear the curses I was getting from the entire class.

He dragged me to the class stage where all the subjects were taught. "Since you like telling on people so much maybe, we should teach a little lesson so you talk less."

Everyone began taking out stuffs from the lunch pack, tomatoes, casseroles, grilled chicken, Mac n cheese, noodles, coke, Pepsi and many other food items stoning them directly at me until my face and clothes were thorough drenched.

"No I don't think, she would talk again even if she was threatened by devil himself." Mark scoffed and everyone laughed, I just couldn't the hellish nature of my classmates so I ran out of the class room with tears in my eyes.

I ran to the washroom to get a good look at my stupid self.

"He called me a chicken." I cried aloud to myself.

"He called me an ugly thing." I continued crying still talking to myself.

"They had the nerve to stone me their food items and whisper amongst themselves." I tweaked my ears.

"I hate my life, I just want to die." I ripped off my shirt and continued crying.

Is this what life is for everyone because living my life could be life's biggest torture..

I decided to leave school early which was an excuse to get out of school so I wouldn't be mocked at again for the second time today.

I told the principal I was sick and vomited on my clothes hence the stains and so I was sent home to take care of myself.