I sit there motionless on my bed. Staring at the wall was something I did often.
I am 15 now. My friendWitlie had cotten candy pink and bluehair and wore sunglasses everywhere. Most the time she was a little over dramatic but i liked her that way. She made her own clothes and flipped out when Brandon called her. She alsohad known peircings 1 upper lip 2 lower lip 3 closer to her nose4 ear 5 ear and othertwo in her ears.Then there's Kaylin. Always there to save me from a basketball but not from a stalker. Big wup the little weekling had blonde hair and green eyes. Also he was my cousin. We were all really good frinends. We loved to hang and do all that stuff. But they didnt know bout my life at home. Me being abused still even at 15.
"Hey Cori!" Says Kaylin throwing his books in my locker.
"Hi, what the heck are you doing." I said with my head cocked to the side looking at him funny.
"Putting books in my locker what does it look like?" He pulled the locker almost closed and looked at the number.
''115 oh wait thats your locker." He stated embarresed.
" Ya think!" Isaid back with a smile.
"Hey gal and it." Said Witlie while looking at me when she said gal and at Kaylin while saying it.
"Hey Wit." Said Kaylin with another embaressed smile. Since he was still in my locker.
The bell rang and we all ran for P.E.
I get home and throw my back pack on the floor. I had billion problems to do in math but i just left it. I texted my friends to come to my house and they did. This was the first time i really had them over. We ran out to my hiding place. I showed them all my songs. Which i havent wrote any new ones since i was 10. Kaylin read all my songs and smiled. He seemed to do that alot. He said how he liked them and asked where this was.
"This is my secret place where i can be myself," I said looking at the ground. "this is where my father killed my sister Emily!"
"You poor thing." Said Witlie
"Its also where i wrote all my songs." I said with tears in my eyes
This is Witlie