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Plot:Christine is a normal girl but,her father hates her and thinks she's the cause of her mothers death.And because of this,her father abuses her.But,{Y/C} has been bullying Christie since middle school and that's how long she's put up with it,but then after a long day and abuse from her dad,that small twig of patience she'd been keeping together snaps.And being that she has a very quiet and timid persona,noone's ever expected her to actually be able to raise her voice.Yet seceretly the reason because {Y/C} bullies her is because he likes her.Although,Christie takes the bullying as a sign as hatred toward her, and {Y/C} actually worries about her whenever she has a new bruise or cut that looked bad.
Christie:
17.
Just warning that i may not always write like this because i am getting low muse a lot lately.But i will still attempt to write atleast one or two paragraphs.
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With a heavy sigh,a teenage girl walked through the streets,towards the beach.The girl had her pale green hood pulled up over her head and her hands where inside her hoodie's pockets.Her hood was up trying to hide the hand shaped bruise on the left side of her face.But on her cheek bone,there was a small cut from the slap that her dad had delivered.This girls name is,Christie.She's a loner in school and is constantly being bullied and abused.The abuse being from her dad.
What does she do about this?Nothing.She does absolutely nothing about it.Why?Because she's afraid.But anyway.Once at the beach,Christie sat on the soft sand and pulled her knees up to her chest and rested her chin on her knees and just let the silvery tears fall from her stormy blue eyes.She didn't make any noise,but she just sat there,staring out at the waves crashing onto the sand,while the tears found their path down her cheeks.Although when the tears ran over the cut it did sting a little,but she wasn't paying attention.And because of this,she saw the soccer ball too late,and it smacked her in the side of the head,making her fall sideways.
"Ow! What the heck?!"She yelped,sitting back up,she turned her head around,rubbing the left side of her face,or the side that had the slap mark.If you looked closely at her eyes,you could see how much pain she was in.But she was good at masking it.She stood,picking up the ball and letting her eyes wander over in the direction it came from.
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