Maria's Pov:

"Another day in hell..." I mumble to myself as I walk into school. I have my black hood on, black jeans, and black shoes. My hair was covering half my face as I look down. "Oh, if it isn't Maria, the girl that washed up on the jersey shore" a girl says as I walk passed, the people with her laugh. "Shut up Idiots" I say angrily. I then feel someone grab my hood, but before I could react, a boy yanked me back, choking me. "Aw, this little kitten's got some bite" he says pulling me down to the floor, slamming me to the hard concrete floor. They all laughed as the bell ring. I got up and started to walk to class "I just want to go home..." I mumble as I walk.

--time skip--

The day was over and I was walking home. A total of 13 more bruises, 7 cat scratches from girls scratching me, and 27 cuts from getting shoved into things, plus the scars I already had. After counting the scars on my body I put my hoodie back on and continue to walk alone. As I walked I got a song in my head, I began to sing it. "Life doesn't discriminate.... between the sinners and the saints... it takes and it takes and it takes..." I continued all the way home, singing to myself and humming the lines I didn't know.

When I arrived at home my parents were talking to my brothers about something important. Apparently my oldest brother didn't want to go to school anymore for he got himself into something he didn't want to get into. "I'm home" I say with a smile, my mom looks at me "hi honey, how was school?" She asks, I choke "it was good" I manage to say, I then walk to my room. I throw my backpack on the messy floor crushing many pieces of paper with drawings and doodles on them. Most of them consisted of knives and guns. Some had people hanging themselves, a person holding a gun to they're head or heart, someone cutting their wrists and many other things like that. Tear stains covered most of the pictures, and a few had actual blood stains from the time I tried to use a knife, I dropped the as soon as it touched my skin. Now every time I try to hold a knife I shake and put in down, even tho I didn't cut myself, I wanted to but no one would know why cuz I never say anything about school or my scars.

I begin to hear a noise from my laptop, it was the skype ringtone. I go to my desk and sit down, looking at the caller Id. It was my friend Lucas. I answer the call and his mic was muted as usual but his smile all the same. "Howdy" I say as he waves from the other side. He nodded his head in greeting, as to say 'what's up?'. I sigh "not much... the same old hell I go through" I say looking down. When I said that, his expression became inquisitive, I sigh again "you wanna know what happened?" I ask, he nods in concern. I then begin to vent to him about all I had to deal with today. The bullies, the clingy people and the people that rely on me for everything. I was trying to stay calm and not break down while explaining what happened, but my voice cracked as I spoke. As I finished speaking his face looked worried, but it changed to a comforting smile. As I saw this, my stomach filled with butterflies and it felt as if nothing was wrong.