Just Another Diary Entry

by S2xBlizzard-AngelxS2

Amu has been a victim to bullying for a while, but nothing makes them more violent than the new boy at school who gives all of his attention to Amu. Amu learns to express her troubles through a diary, but avoids talking about them. When things get out of control who will she rely on; her mom, her friends, or herself? Will she rely on anyone, or fall off the edge?

1. Entry 1 Amu's Beginning

All the chapters in this story are going to be short. . . but hope you enjoy!

Here's chapter one! :D

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Dear Dairy,

Mom picked out a nice new outfit for me to wear to at school. I was very happy, except it was pink and frilly. I didn't like it, but I didn't want to hurt mom's feelings so I wore it. I met up with my friends and the day went by fine, and seemed it would be getting better, except for the rumor that said Saaya was moving away over the summer was proven to be false.

So, in order to avoid the bullying from Saaya, Lulu, and Mai I'm going to hide my hair, and myself in baggy clothes and a baseball cap or a hood. My mom says that they are jealous and probably have some family issues, but they were making fun of my hair. They even tried to CUT IT! That crossed a line, so I told them how it made me feel. You know, like how all of the bully assemblies tell you to do. Bad idea . . . their bullying only got worse, and they were asking me if I really thought that they would care about my feelings. Utau came at that point and helped me get away from them.

When I put on the baggy clothing, their bullying got even worse. I yelled at them to stop and teachers came running, but Saaya came up with an excuse to make them turn their backs on a clearly obvious situation. I would have spoken out, but the glare Lulu was sending me told me to think other wise. Then they asked me to meet them behind the school after last period.

I thought they might realize what they were doing . . . stupid me. Of course, they wouldn't do such a thing to someone like me. They beat me . . . they honestly hit me and punched me. I had two cuts on my arm and a black eye. Before I came home I had to put foundation on, so mom wouldn't notice. Now I'm writing in my dairy mom bought me five years ago because I have to tell someone who won't make the bullying worse by interfering . . .

Good Night,

Amu Hinamori

P.S. Hopefully the bully won't be as bad as today, tomorrow because they got the hitting out of their system.

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