In Franklin Ave. Royal Woods, there is a house that is known by everyone in the neighborhood; a house that is known because even when it was nine o'clock the lights were on and the volume of the TV was at the top. Inside the Loud house, Lincoln and his sister Luna were playing the famous game "Rockband Hero", the twins were playing to chase each other running all around the house while yelling and laughing; a couple of times they accidentally dropped things to the floor, but fortunately those weren't fragile things. In the kitchen, Luan was washing the dishes with Leni; while the comedian washed the plates and glasses, the blonde had to accommodate the dishes in the shelves. What Luan didn´t know was that Leni was making pyramids with the dishes, suiting them in a way that you could think they would fall with the most minimal touch. Lori was talking with her boyfriend Bobby, which was no surprise because they always talked at that hour. It was known by the Loud siblings that they must never interfere with her phone calls, especially when she's talking with his boyfriend, because when that happens, more than one kid end up with bruises and a swollen eye.

Upstairs, Lynn was in her bed using her laptop to watch a soccer game; since the TV in the living room was already being used by Lincoln and Luna, she had no other option but watch it in the internet. In Lisa's and Lily's room, the little genius was sleeping with something that looked like headphones, but they were ear protection headphones; you know, those that workers use to protect their ears when they're using a jackhammer or when people shoot weapons in a shooting practice camp. She was fast asleep because she worked all night on an experiment; she didn't plan to sleep, but her body could more than her will. And she didn't even went to her bed, she just fell asleep in her desk. Lily followed her big sister's example; she was resting in her crib, while holding her blanket.

While everyone was doing as much noise as they wanted, Lucy Loud came from the backdoor. The goth girl opened it trying not to make any noise; she stepped in the kitchen and watched as her sisters Luan and Leni were talking about something she couldn't hear. Lucy developed the special ability of walk without make noise, which was really useful every time she tried to scare her siblings appearing outta nowhere, and in this kind of situations where she doesn't want to be noticed. Her dress was all covered with dirt and her hair was all messy and she had some leaves in it.

The girl walked past them reaching the dining room, and fortunately nobody was there. However, she could hear all the noise coming from the living room, and that told her that passing without being noticed wouldn't be easy. She poked her head through the doorframe, seeing how Luna was sweeping the floor with Lincoln in the videogame. They were busy, so it wouldn't be a problem to pass them, but when Lucy was about to leave the dining room and go upstairs…

"Come here!" yelled Lola , who was running after Lana trying to catch her; the twins passed near her and went in the dining room, but luckily for Lucy they didn't noticed her. Seeing the way clear and not wanting any other inconvenient, Lucy made a run for it and went upstairs as fast as she could. Once in the second floor, she headed to the bathroom, finding (surprisingly) there was no line for it. She quickly went in, closing the door and locking it. Once there, she stepped out of her clothes, throwing them to the dirty laundry basket.

Lucy turned the hot water faucet, and watched as the water was falling in the bathtub and the steam filled the whole room. Lucy always thought that what people said about a hot shower after a long day was an exaggeration, but only after she proved it she realized it was one hundred percent true. She cut the water and tested how it was by peeking in with her toe; it was just as she wanted, so she got in and sank in the bathtub. She immediately felt how the hot water began to relax her muscles, and her body began to feel loose. Her mind was all alert and focused moments ago, but now it was blank. She was so relaxed that she didn't realize when she fell asleep, but after some minutes, she was woken up by someone knocking at the door.

"Will you hurry up please?!" Lana said from the other side.

Lucy stretched her body and got up to get out of the bathtub; she grabbed one of the towels hanging from the towel rail and wrapped her body in it. Next, she grabbed the other towel and wrapped it in her hair to finally get out of the shower. She stepped in front of the sink, then grabbed the stool she and her little sisters use to reach the sink, and stepped on it. The goth girl unwrap the towel from her body, revealing her smooth, silky and pale skin in front of the mirror; Lucy admired herself for a moment, looking at her hips first, then at her belly, and finally at her breasts; she could notice how they were growing as fast as her entire body. She has the habit of measure her height every morning, and in the last two months she grew two centimeters.

She began to dry her body; starting with her arms, then her legs and her torso. She was about to put on her clothes, when she noticed two good sized bruises in the left side of her body; she gazed at them for a moment, and then she poked one of them; feeling the pain instantly and taking away her finger.

Sigh…

The girl opened the cabinet and took a medicinal kit, and from it she grabbed a tube, which was a cream for superficial wounds and scars. She squeezed the tube and a little bit of cream fell on her palm; she began to rub it against her other palm and then she applied it in the zone with the bruises. She cleaned her hands with water and toilet paper, then she unwrap the towel in her head; the girl began to dry her hair, rubbing the towel all over it until it stopped dripping. Next, she grabbed her underwear from the toilet lid and dressed on. She grabbed the sweatpants she usually uses as her pajama. It was a gift from her sister Lynn; the jock gave them to her, hoping that way she would exercise with her, but she ended using them to sleep. Well, at least she uses them and that's something.

She lifted her bangs to see her eyes; nobody have ever seen Lucy's eyes, but they were really beautiful and unique, and when I say unique, I mean they're blood red. When she was born, doctors said that it was a very rare case and they weren't one hundred percent sure about why she was born like that, but the most accepted theory was that it was caused by the same melanin defect that made her skin pale.

But she didn't lift her bangs just to stare at her eyes; she noticed a pain in her left eye, and when she checked it was black and swollen. She used the cream remaining in the toilet paper to put it in her eye, feeling a little pain, but it didn't last and soon she felt nothing.

She put on her t-shirt, did her bangs and got out of the bathroom. When she just walked past the doorframe, Lana quickly ran past her and closed the door. The little blonde was not the only one who wanted to go to the bathroom; Lola, Luan and Lori were also waiting in the line. All the girls were doing everything they could to keep it together and wait for their turn, and Lori seemed like she was the one who had it harder.

Lucy passed through them and headed to her room, but when she was at the top of the stairs, she looked at the first floor, then she turned her head and walked again. She opened the door and got in her room; Lynn was yelling at her laptop, like every time she did when she was watching a soccer game (or any other sport). Lucy came at the conclusion that Lynn actually believed that the people in the screen could hear her, or maybe she just like to yell at everything.

"Hey Lynn, the TV in the living room is free now." Lucy said.

"Oh yes!" Lynn said closing her laptop and running out of the room; Lucy locked the door behind her before going to her bed. Once there she opened the drawer of her nightstand and grabbed a book with a lock from it; it was a diary, and it had the initials "L.L.L." in front of it. Next, she grabbed her Edwin's bust, and pulled the head back, revealing a secret compartment holding a key. She took the key and left the bust aside to grab again the diary and use the key to open it. Once she gained access to its content, she was looking for the last page she wrote. Every time something happens to her, she can turn that experience into a poem, but when she's not in the mood for that, she just write in her diary, where she can express everything without having to hold any word or any thought.

Lately, some of the pages were all about things that happened in the school; for example that day when she approved her math test, or when she was in sports class and thanks to her the team where she was playing won the game. That was one short part, but the large one was about how some little bastards were picking on her.

Last Monday those little bullies threw her to a trash can, three days ago they entered the girl's bathroom and they put her face in the toilet. Someone would though 'Why don't the teachers do something?' well, it is because those kids are from rich families, and their parents pay a lot of money so they will not be expelled from that school no matter what they do.

They are mean with everyone, not just with Lucy, but they like to pick on her because they see her as a weak girl who won't do anything to resist; and even if she does something, their parents will put the money on the table so their little brats won't be punished.

She grabbed her pen and started to write.

July 16, 2018

Today those assholes did by far the most horrible thing to me.

"What is that thing you're holding?"

They took me down in an alley, and when they were finished beating me up, they took my poetry book.

"Does the little weirdo like to write shit?"

They made fun of my passion.

"Does the little freak want back her book?"

They made fun of me.

"Does the little bitch want to cry?"

They took a piece of me just to make me suffer.

"We love poetry too, you know Lucy?"

They tore my book in pieces.

"And we got a poem for you"

They took out a lighter.

"It's called 'Like ashes in the wind'"

They burned my poetry book.

A tear fell in the paper, and soon more tears began to fall from Lucy's red eyes. She took away her diary, and when she realized more and more tears were coming out, she began to sob, until she buried her face in her pillow and began to cry, letting out all the anger and sadness she have been keeping inside. She kept crying until her eyes were getting heavy, and when she didn't expected, she fell asleep.