3

I sat on the bench petrified.

What the heck just happened? How come some guy just sees someone he doesn't know from anywhere and hands them a dress and some book?

"Uh stranger, thanks for the dress but I dont need the book so I'll just leave it here okay?" I say slowly moving away from the book and start to run.

I enter into another alley hopeful that no hoddied ninja comes my way. I find a leaking tap and go over there. I wash of all the blood on my body and change into the dress from a stranger. It's a light blue sundress that stops just above my knees. I twirl in delight in my dress.

"Oh how lovely! I can pass for a ballerina in this!" I giggle knowing that that cant happen.

I decide to go back to school since I'm meant to be there anyways, I obviously cant go home.

I begin walking briskly down the road when I noticed that a particular black car had been following me. God, what have I done to deserve all this trouble in one day? I start to quicken my walking pace which kinda pays me some good seeing that the car began to slow down and finally it  made a sharp turn to the right thus disappearing from my sight.

I let out a long and hard sigh of relief but my joy was short lived. The same car suddenly appeared directly in front of me but not way too close, it was just about five metres steps from where I am. The car was about to cover up that five metres. It started coming closer and closer at full speed. I definitely did NOT want to stick around for this.

I started running at full speed, not knowing where I was going or if I was suddenly going to turn into Usain Bolt. I ran into an alley.

What's with today and alleys?

Just then did I see a chance.

There was a ladder there which was just resting on the brick wall. I dart towards it only to hear a loud bang and feel the worst pain ever. I was shot on the back.

Oh. Shit.

I gather my thoughts together and remember the target and aim.

Get the hell outta here

I'm paralyzed from my left shoulder down to my waist. I begin to drag myself with my right arm and feet toward the mocking ladder.

Finally I reach it and use my right arm to yank myself up using my feet too. I go ahead and manage to climb the ladder hoping that it won't turn on me and fall.

I finally reach the top and jumped to the other side. I sprain my ankle as I reach the floor.

"Gosh, owww" I howl in pain.

I couldn't take this anymore! I slide down on the wall till my butt hits the floor. I crawl into a ball of shit.

"I just cant take this anymore! I'm so tired of life. Heck I'm just as useless as a rag but even a useless rag can be kept in an appropriate place. Hm, it seems like I need to take matters in my own hands". I say nodding in agreement with my suicidal thoughts.

I spring up with this new surge of energy to do the unthinkable- kill myself.

I start to leap to a staircase and begin to climb it,not even caring about the pain, assuring myself that this is the only thing that can cure my pain- forever. I finally reach the top of the building and look down from here

"Wow what a view!"

I exclaim with surprise and evident awe. I suddenly remember what I was doing but come to a conclusion that I want to just look around and take in my surroundings before I die. I turn on my heel and looked at the things around me.

Beautiful trees, tall buildings and really small buildings.

I notice a couple walking down a road a little bit close to the building I'm standing on.

" Huh, to think that I- Kimberley West- would have a normal life talkless of having a normal relationship". I say with slight humour.

Actually come to think of it, I've never dated anyone before in my life. I'm always the hated one, the wrong one, the black wolf in a white sheeps' pen.

Have I even ever liked a guy before? Well no.

Duh

I couldn't have even thought about boys with all the hate I've been through and all the torture I manage to get out of everyday.

I remember this one time that my mom brought guests to the house and decided to use me as the specialised skape goat. She called me downstairs and told only me to serve our guests.

Remember when I said I horrible at doing anything in the kitchen? Well yeah that's what was being used to her advantage and pleasure.

I went to the refrigerator and took out a couple of drinks and put them all on a tray. When I was done arranging the drinks, I poured them in the glasses and put the glasses back on the tray. I picked the tray up and confidently walked into the living room to serve the drinks. My confidence quickly wavered as I looked at my guests, not looking at where I was going. I swear I saw a devilish grin form on my mom's face. There was a counter in my front and I didnt notice it on time.

Everything happened in a flash.

I collided with the counter. The tray toppled over. The glasses' contents spewed on the guests. They get angry. My mom also gets angry. My mom leaves later returning with multiple horse whips in her hand. She hands it to them. They take it. They turn to me. And after that I forget, maybe I passed out or something but damn I got the beating of a life time.

"It seems I've seen enough" I say tiredly.

I walk over to the edge of the building and look at the taunting ground,welcoming me to its surface.

"Goodbye world" I say before I did the craziest thing- I jump.