Damaged
PROLOGUE.
Blonde hair , Blue eyes.
That was me , the girl all girls wanted to be , and all guys wanted to be with.
I was the girl who always had a fake smile on her face. I never was one to frown, nor show much emotion at all. I acted like my life was perfect , it wasn't .
I am commonly found in tight , long sleeve shirts. Which help flatter my figure well.
Anybody who knew me , was aware of my 14 wristbands on my wrist , which very rarely came off.
One day I walked out of the locker room, after a P.E class .
See, the thing is , our gym teacher doesn't allow us to wear any jewelery , bracelets, necklaces, of any kind.
Me , being the good girl I was, obeyed her requests.
I removed my wristbands, and earrings; but , still wore my long sleeve.
Nobody seemed to question as to why I constantly wore long sleeves.
Anyways, I walked out of the locker room, and was greeted by my bestfriend, Julie.
I had just then realized that my wristbands were not on my wrist.
It also happened to be one of the days I wore a cute short sleeve shirt.
Julie grabbed my arm , dragged me all the way down the hallway to the bathroom, threw me in the big handicap stall, and followed behind. She sat me on the ground, and proceeded to sit next to me .
At that point, I broke down.
She knew.
She knew I was damaged.
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