Chapter 1

Third POV

That blue diary, under the piles of books, dusted, waiting to be open to refresh the school memories. The blue ribbon hangs out of the button of the diary. Those familiar handwriting of her friends flash through her mind. The best moments of her life she enjoyed with them. She stared at the diary begging to be opened by her but she could not decide whether she is strong enough to do it or not. Things had not been good with her friends. And she does not even know what she did wrong that all her friends cut off her like that.

Em's POV

I have a strange talent or curse I don't know what it is? I can know if is someone is having problem with me. Even though they won't say infront of my face I just know it. It's kind of annoying to be honest. But what can I say. My school life was messy. A lots of complications, betrayal, losing friends, rumors etc. If I write all of them it would be at least fifty. Since I was a kid I was that quite girl who just minds her own business, never gossips about anyone, spread rumor or pokes into someone else matters. So I had a hard time fitting in.( Until I found the right circle of friends.) Things turn very bad and cruel when one of my classmate came to knew about my secret and told others in the class. Those days were dark I was so lost could not able to think what should I do to make things right. And when there was a slight ray of hope that things will cold down and I will be out of these school in a few months, go to a different college and be who I am, a dark rumor was spread about me. I cannot even write about it because I am so ashamed at that time and now also to even think about it. How can somebody tell like this? Just to make someone bad infront of others? They didn't even think about what that person will feel? How that girl will cope? And that time I feel like everything is over there is nothing can be done to make it right. I did not want my parents to know about it and I did not tell them. I was suffering inside I was in a very bad state of mind. I was so close to attempt something horrible that I might have regret later if I lived. So again thank you really to all those who bullied me. Now I can say that I AM A SURVIVAL OF BULLY. If I can walk through these hell of a situation so can you. You will just need a friend to help you because I had one with me. I have a very supportive family but I did not tell everything to them. Because I knew if I did they would be so hurt and I did not want them to feel that. They have already done so much for me.

If I had not found her at that time I did not think I could have survive. She kind of gave me a new life. Encourage me to do things, stand up for myself and what not. She always check on me if I am okay or not. I use to harm myself at that time and she made me do a promise to her that I will never do that again and if she saw any cut in my hand she would be so pissed and tell me I should have called her instead of doing that. And eventually that bad habit went away and I become a very positive person. And that guardian angels name was Shelly. It was like god send that angel to rescue me. And I am forever in her dept. We are not best friends but she is like a mother to me. Always take care of me, have my back. After 10 I was so broken and had no hope left for me. But I think faith was planning something else for me because I studied 11 grade in the same school and she was with me. Then I found some of the my best people in my life. With them I was feeling myself again. They did not know anything about my past and I was happy. I was opening more, talking more, my parents were happy seeing me like that. Happy. Shelly was there with me by my side all the time. She was happy to see me like this, the new me. Not that girl who was bullied a lot, that scared girl. I was different now like a lot. A good different and that credit goes to her. Whenever I say thanks to her she is like " I was just helping a friend . If it was anyone else I would help them too" she said like this and smile at me. But to me it was much more than helping a friend. She gave me a new life, a new me. Shelly once told me one of our former classmate saw a picture of me and told her how much I have changed. And she like a proud mother told " yes she is. And she is a lot better now.'' My new friends ask me why shelly is often protected towards me ? It was the starting of the new grade and we were getting to know about each other. I just told them about the bully part and how she saved my life. The last two years at school was amazing. I will never forget about it. I got some of the best people in my life and share most precious memories with them. But like always good things never last long. One of my teacher said once, " When things stared to get better, the time comes for a goodbye." And it was so true. Like blink of a eye two years went and our final exams were coming close. Final exams means our goodbye. I remember standing in the corridor waiting for our turns to go for viva, we were laughing at the joke that I crack trying to ease the tension. I was happy to be with them but also sad that we will never have a chance like these again. After going to different collages we will be busy, a text or a call will be there between us. We will met once and tell how far we came after passing 12 grade. We will get new friends but I will never forgot about them. Time flies so soon. I really wish I could go back to the past, sitting with them in the classroom. Things changed a lot after 12 but I just try to remember the happy moments with them.