Abigail thoughts.

"No!!! Mum!!!" Abigail exclaimed. She saw that her beloved drawing was ripped into two parts by a bully, and she wanted to show it to her mum, who was allegedly late. 

"What are you going to do huh?! Oh, you want your mummy, right?" the girl asked. She was still making fun of Abigail. 

Abigail was boiling in rage, and those two that were holding her were now struggling to hold her. 

"Do you think you are strong? You are weak, punk!" the girl said. 

A big a was Fred herself from the hold of those two girls and he lynched the girl that tore a drawing, into pieces, Abigail tried to choke the girl and she was attacked by others. 

Some teachers and non-academic staff saw them and separated the fight immediately. The bullies left and laughed at Abigail as they walked away. 

Abigail quickly picked up the price of her drawing, she looked at it and found out that, it that her mother's sketch, though it was just an amateur sketch of someone, not really a human, by looking at it, was just a dimensional sketch. It was ruined, and can not be put back together. 

But the other part which has a sketch of herself and her father, was still untouched but on the floor. Abigail was depressed but the morning class Bell rang and she decided to attend class. She placed the drawing in her school bag. 

Abigail went to class, the class started and the bullies were her classmates too. The teacher began the class with the last lesson they were taught, but Abigail's mind was elsewhere. 

The girl that tore her drawing was sitting in front of her, like an arm's length away. Abigail was overthinking about the situation that happened, especially that section of her mom that was torn. 

The teacher did notice that Abigail was not paying attention, Abigail was furious inside and it kept on boiling, inside her, as long she saw the girl in front of her. Abigail decided to take her father's advice, be proud of yourself, and do whatever you wanted. 

Abigail misinterpreted it. 

As the teacher turns back to the board to write a question on the board. The bully turned and looked at Abigail and she laughed and smiled. 

Abigail could not take it anymore, besides to teacher was not watching. Abigail grabbed her by the neck from behind and she brought her down. Abigail made the bully fall backward and she jumped on her, and she started fighting her with tears in her eyes. 

It drew the attention of the class and teacher, disrupting the lesson. The classes started cheering. 

"Go! Abigail! Go!" the classmates shouted, and some of them clapped their hands. Because this is their first time seeing Abigail this aggressive. 

"Hey! Stop it! You two! Stop it!" the teacher called out, as she approached the two warriors. 

"She going pay for what she did! Today and former days, I had had enough of you!" Abigail said. As she keeps pounding the girl on the floor. 

The teacher rushed to pull back Abigail, the teacher, held Abigail by the waist, and tried to pull her back from hurting the helpless bully, even the colleagues of the bully, stood far away, in shock and speechless, as they watched their companion get pounded. 

"Abigail, stop it! This is not like you, stop it please," the teacher said. She pulled Abigail back. 

As the teacher tried to restrain them, it made Abigail angry, Abigail turned and smashed the teacher's glasses on her face, given a chance to escape. 

Abigail went further and bit the hands of the teacher, the teacher shouted in pain, and let go of Abigail. 

The bully girl tried to get up, with bruises on her face. Abigail, who just got loose, and bitten the teacher so hard that she actually injured her, and she bled. 

That alone awakens something in her that she has never seen or done. Abigail lynched the girl again. She pushed her down. 

"Get off me! You weirdo, you are hurting me!" the bully girl said. She tried to get Abigail off her, but Abigail was surprisingly strong. 

The teacher in pain rushed out of the classroom, holding an injured hand. The student stopped cheering, seeing that it had gotten to another level. 

"I am hurting you? Really? So you can beg? Beg more…" Abigail said. She laughed. 

The teacher came back some men and pulled Abigail away. But before they did so, Abigail bit the bully girl, creating a statement for others. 

Abigail was still aggressive, the men held her, and she was taken immediately to the principal office. 

The bully girl was taken to the school clinic, and the teacher also. 

Abigail was brought into the principal office, her clothes were messed up, and she was not wearing the sweater she came with. Abigail was still angry. 

"Miss. Abigail, I heard what you did, why?" Principal Watson said. 

Abigail said nothing, still boiling in anger, as an introvert, if Abigail was asked what happened to her or about anything in general. 

If she tries to explain, it will come with tears, and that is the kind of person Abigail was. 

Abigail just adjusted her clothes and looked elsewhere, avoiding the eyes of the principal. 

"Miss. Abigail, I asked a question?!" Principal Watson said. 

"Principal Watson, I just defended myself," Abigail said. 

"Defense? How? By injuring your teacher and classmate?" Principal Watson asked. 

"I was the victim first, you all knew it," Abigail said. 

"If you were the victim first, why did not you report it?" Principal Watson asked. 

"I did, many times before, but nothing happened, you did nothing, so, as I was advised before coming to school today, to be myself, I did so, Is there something wrong with that?" Abigail asked. She spoke differently. 

Principal Watson was surprised, she took off her glasses and looked at Abigail. "Young Lady, there are a lot of things wrong with that, you can get suspension for that, you know that right? What did she actually do that warrant such an attack?" Principal Watson asked. 

"She has been doing that to me for a long time now, and I have reported and it was never taken seriously, today, this morning, she attacked me with her colleagues and tore my drawing of my family in two pieces," Abigail said. 

"So it is because of just a drawing of your family, that you drew. So childish… so you hurt your classmates because of a common drawing she tore, she was just joking with you and you took it seriously, you need a therapist," Principal Watson said. 

"Ma?!" Abigail called, she wanted to say something.

"Silence! You will be given suspension," Principal Watson said. 

"So you are going to let her go? After what she did?" Abigail asked. 

"Did what? To you? Or the drawing? You went far, Abigail, too far, your punishment is suspension, as for your classmate, I will warn her, and that is all," Principal Watson said. 

"Seriously? If it was your daughter, what would you do?" Abigail asked. 

"It can not happen to her, because she is well-behaved. In fact, I am calling your dad," Principal Watson said. 

Abigail was in tears, no one believed her, even though, there was a lot of evidence. She sat down quietly in detention throughout the learning period, until her dad came. 

Mr. Daniel packed in the driveway, he did not enter the school. Abigail was let go, she got into the truck and was angry, looking messed up. 

"Drive…" Abigail said. 

Mr. Daniel noticed and he asked, "What is the problem?" 

"I was in detention," Abigail said. 

"Why? You caused trouble didn't you?" Mr. Daniel asked. 

"What? Dad?!"