PAIGE: Diary of a lost teen.

  When I was nearly seventeen, I lost my heart. To the world, it's barely the start of my life, which is ironic because I only saw a brick wall and nothing to live for. I finally had reasons to give up on life. My fears of never being able to escape from my father's assualt were assuaged. I could not care less, so long as I was leaving the earth. I was going to... do it. With enough years gone by, I look back on them and smile, not truly though. You know that smile you give yourself just to make yourself believe that things may get better in the future. The past few years of my life hasn't been funny enough to allow for a single smile. I've grown to believe that's how 'life' is and will ever be. I've thought a lot about the cause of my problem. It's hard to discern who is to blame. I blame myself most times (so thoughtless of me). A part of my mind maintains that I caused it. I did many things, most of them not worth any punishments but in my world, everythi

"Hei, hey! What's your plan huh?" Damien banged his fist on the table in fury? All eyes fell on us. I felt like I was going to shrink away that moment."Calm down bro. You have a reputation to protect." Liam jeered. "I know you Damien. You are not the girl type. So why the newbie huh? Our almighty top student suddenly got a heart huh? "Damien's pointed nose turned bright red. His fist clenched, he was seething. "It's not what you are thinking. She fell. That's it."I knew he wasn't the type to explain himself. That was visible enough, from the way he acted. "She tripped over a...""Over a knife? Hahaha!"Liam laughed. I was dumb, nothing to say. I knew deep down that was no explanation that could convince liam. I attempted to leave but he stopped me just in time. His tough hand harshly dragged my arm, hurting my tender skin."What?! Ah!"I gasped."You can't leave now. I'm not done talking." he yelled. "You go around poking at guys on your first day. Who the he

My life went back to normal when my dad returned. I became cold and retractive as I've always been. I was back to my own darkness, all I could do was embrace it. No one, not even Liam's troubles could take me away from it. The first two days I spent in Mcade was just a manifestation of my fantasies and to my sacred memory, it's like it never happened. The life I live with my dad is enough to rub off any memory.It was third week already and I only remember I had an assignment from the semi robot teacher when I stepped into the class. There was artworks everywhere, like the whole world remembered except me. Even Liam, he had his. I was taunted by own self, oppressed by the wonderful sight of unimaginable artistic representations of the damn word "family" The title alone was enough discouragement for me. What "family" do I have?I watched everyone talk about their art and how it related to their family structure or whatever. There were paintings, pen art, embroidery, carved imag

I hide beneath a stair case. It was very low so I was not noticeable. The whole school was in chaos and I could hear threats from students who were searching for me. I also heard Liam had been transferred to the hospital. I felt like I needed to die. I deserved it this time. I could not cry, could not think. I just focused on the darkness that enveloped me beneath the stair case. Darkness-- that's where I belong.After some time, I saw a figure join me in the darkness where I sat. I was shocked that I've been found and I froze in place. To my surprise, the person only couched beside me. I could tell from his smell who it was. Damien."Enough of the hide and seek Miss Kam. Your uncle is at Principal Dane's office."Ideas or rather questions rushed through my head. I wished I could see his face. He would hate me forever for what I have just done. That was heartbreaking enough. I was also curious that he found me. Was he watching me? Oh my… I'm a mess. I felt like plu

Chapter Nine "She's back." "Look that demon that almost killed..." "Who knows what she must have had with liam" "She's the girl in that picture!" "I heard she was his girlfriend. The b*tch got dumped!""Who knows..." "She should have been expelled. Why is she here?" "We should be more careful in this school..." My face reddened as I walked through the crowd of bodies at the school aisle. I spent two weeks at home (Jude extended it). l had the worst days of my life, yet I have no hope of any better. I deserve all this, don't I? Liam is better and back at school. The leaked photo have been erased from the corrupt memory of the school committee. Mr. Kam promised that the news would have cleared off by the time I resumed. But do students really forget? Returning to this school might be the hardest thing Jude kam has subjected me to. I felt like it was my grave. Like I was returning to my escaped death. How else can I live in a school where I have no image, no good image at all?! I