The stinging pain of the belt on your crisp skin, the sound of your screams no longer heard as they were already dry and hoarse from crying and shouting, slowly everything went dark and when you opened your eyes no one was there; Looking at your tattered clothes covered in your blood, you went to clean your wounds and went to school.

When you reached school people ripped off your hoodie to make fun of your scars but someone you didn’t recognize gave you there hoodie then walked off