Chapter 4: UPDATE!! ___________________ After the fight my school principal skipped me to the 7th grade, in hopes that the bullying would stop.But, being in 7th grade and only 12 doesn't help at all. People call you a nerd or a brainiac because you got skipped a grade. Which really isn't fair since you worked so hard to get where you are. Isaac had already graduated and was now in high school and doing his own thing. He forgot all of my problems because I would always come home smiling and never told him what happened to me when the kids would give me swurlie, spill juice on my clothes, or push my down the hall way. I sighed at the memories of the pain brought to by this school. "MINA JUST DIE!! NOBODY LIKE YOU!!!" A girl shouted as I entered the room. I did not retaliate to their obnoxious torture. These kids were very daunting. I couldn't bare it. I just sat in my assigned seat and read my Iris Johanson book. School let out early due to a gas leak and the fact that it was halloween. I shrugged on my black cardigan and my Jansport book bag and made my way out of the classroom. All the other kids had gone already. Or so I've thought. When I exited the school building there were about 7 to 8 girls waiting for me. I looked in terror at each and everyone of the females. My heart sinking to my stomach. My pulse racing at the fear I felt from these girls. I knew something bad was going to happen. But, what exactly. "Mina... We told you to die and you didn't listen.. Now we are going to take your little life into our hands." This girl spoke in a deep dark voice. "But, what did I do to you!!!" "You got my little sister beat up by your cousin!" The girl retorted back at me I dropped my book bag and ran into the building again. The girls grabbed me from behind and slammed me into the concrete floor of the school yard's shelter. I yelped in agony of the pain that surged thru my head. "DIE MINA!! DIE!!! JUST DIE!!!!!" The girls spat in my face. I tried my best to fight them off, but couldn't I was a small kid compared to these girls. Being 4'9 and 89lbs doesn't help when you're being jumped. Tears fled from my eyes and I began to blank out. But, the weight of the girl on me who was bashing my head into the pavement subsided. I peeked out of the swollen slits of my eyes and looked to see what was happening. School security had pulled the girls off me. I looked in disbelief. Why was this happening? I didn't do any thing wrong. I stumbled to my feet and grabbed my book bag. I shrugged it on and pulled out my pocket sized first-aid kit and began cleaning my cuts before I got home. When I was all patched up and was exiting the shelter, the girls began chanting some surreal intials. "W.K.M!!!!" "WE KILL MINA!!!" "MATA LA!! QUE LO MATE!" They all chanted at once. I froze and shuttered under the chant and ran home. I didn't want to live this life anymore. I had enough! I ran into my home and straight up the stairs. I dropped my book bag in my room and made my way to the bathroom medicine cabinet. I found some sleeping pills and tylenol. I grabbed the two almost full bottles and ran back to my room. I closed my door and grabbed the water bottle the rested on my vanity. I emptied to two bottled and stuffed handfuls into my mouth. I choked them down with my water and cried. I couldn't stop crying. I laid my head down and closes my eyes waiting for the overdose to take me with in the hour. __________________ Next update coming soon.
Poor Mina!!!! Is The Spanish Actually True??? Great To See An Update May LOVE IT!!!!! I Hope The Cousin Moves School