DABBY:


    The mere mention of the word humiliated me, causing me to stand up abruptly without even ncing at the person who had uttered it. The sound of their tauntingughter echoed in my mind, driving me almost insane.


    ‘I refuse to be the subject of ridicule again. I refuse.’I repeated inwardly in my mind, as I struggled to focus my blurry eyes.


    I stumbled and fell again because I stumbled on someone’s leg, and I was back to the same spot that I had left minutes ago. I was demeaned over again, and it really hurt my heart so much. All I could ask myself was why Damien was doing that to me.


    “Why are you doing this to me?” I whimpered painfully, without looking up to see who exactly I was talking to.


    “It would multiply, everytime you cross my part,” I heard the derisive voice, and I couldn’t hold myself again.


    ‘Was that the guy that I had dinner with days ago together?’


    I struggled to stand up again the second time, and picked to my heels before another misery would meet me.


    I caught sight of Masonughing with a girl from our ss, and I avoided interrupting them with my problems. Instead, I turned to go to thedies bathroom, where I washed my face and tried topose myself before returning to ss.


    I didn’t want to look like a mess during our uing test. Damien had already made me feel worthless enough.


    He was making it hard for me, coupled with what I was feeling.


    I returned back to ss and gave Mason a brief smile, so that he wouldn’t look too deep into my eyes that I had cried a lot. He asked about my sses, and I told him I didn’t have it with me, because it got broken already. We just went on with the day’s sses, and I made sure to avoid Damien so sternly.


    When it was almost time for lunch, I lied to Mason that I wanted to go to the bathroom, and spent the rest of the lunch hour there. I couldn’t tell him what Damien was making me do, so that both of them would not end up exchanging words, worst of all, blows.


    I yed online video games with SMILE the entire night, and beat him in every game that we yed. I was too tired and stressed to fight back on my own, so I used my frustration and stress to fuel mypetitive spirit.This is property ? of N?velDrama.Org.


    We had a brief chat together, but I really wasn’t into it because I could not afford to form friendships that would end up breaking me. Mason was the only true online friend that was meant to be with me in reality.


    The next day became harder with Damien’s suffocating rules, and I couldn’t do things that I liked doing around the house. I made sure to leave an hour earlier than I ever did, before mum and her husband would even know that I had left already.


    She kept asking me why I did that, but I lied that I had a project to finish at school. It was just the moment when Damien wasing down from the stairs, and I couldn’t even wait to tell her bye before dashing out in fear. I saw what happened the previous night.


    Mum came home earlier than her husband, and had gone to sleep before he returned. He went to Damien’s room immediately, and I heard them argue as I climbed the stairs after spending minutes in the kitchen.


    I think Mr. Anderson ended up hitting Damien, and it made him push his dad out to lock the door. I hid immediately I saw Mr. Anderson rush down the stairs in anger, and climbed the stairs a few minutester when I was sure that everything was okay. But I think Damien saw me when I was about to enter.


    I was unlike my usual self, and would have wished to bail out on school, if we didn’t have our remaining testsing up. I rushed to school and settled in ss for long minutes watching some college preparatory video, before any other person got to ss again. I wondered how long I could do it for, before it gets most certainly unbearable.