Clara sat at her dining room table, just yesterday her life had gone upside down. It was supposed to be the best birthday ever, instead she would have nightmares for years..

Her dad walked in the room, his face wet with watched himand wished that he would give just something, he tried a weak smile at her. He then shoved some pills into his mouth swallowed them with water and turned to leave the room..

"Dad, eat something, Please"

He just gave her a look as if to say "How can I?"

"Dad..?"

He left as if he couldn't bear to hear her.

She stared at where he had been standing in a daze. Her dad, the man who would never act like this. Mum would've tutted at him and made him feel stupid but better and he would go back to normal...

If only they hadn't gone to the mall

Clara felt more tears welling up...

The screams of people,

Her scream..

Her Mum's scream..

Dad had picked her up and had run as fast as hell..

But Mum..

She - Wasn't - Fast – Enough..

The plastic like people—they had shot her..

No mercy.

Clara could still hear the screams of her Mum.

Clara heard the school bus outside the window,

she wiped the tears away and grabbed her bag

and left..

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Clara was sitting in the black and white class room, her teacher was droning on about Shakespeare, Clara turned to look out of the window deep in thought.

"OY YOU CLARA ! I'm TALKING to yer !" shouted Mel

"What do you want .?" Clara replied shakily turning round in her chair

Amy, Mel's best friend gave Clara a look as if saying "Sorry about this..."

"I heard your Mummy died" Mel said grinning

"Yes-" said Clara, she felt tears well up again.

"Ooooo sad are you CRY BABY?!" Mel, laughed at her

"Mel! Stop it!" said Amy trying to shut her up

"So did yours! and mine!" said Mel to her

Amy went quiet..

"SO Clara, I bet your Dads in bed moping around?, the useless idiot!" Mel laughed

"DON'T YOU DARE TALK ABOUT MY FATHER LIKE THAT!" Clara screamed surprising Mel, Amy, the whole class and herself

"Clara Oswin Oswald! Melanie Smith ! DETENTION!" screamed the teacher at them...

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Later that day Clara walked to detention

she opened the door and looked at the damp room, people sat gloomily at their grey chairs,

then she saw Mel.

"Left a seat for you cry baby" said Mel patting at the chair next to her, she wished Mel wasn't so cruel, so hateful..

Clara sat down and looked ahead,

she looked at the back of Mel's chair, she saw a hand reach out for the back of it and pull it out..she imagined Mel falling backwards ..

and it did

Mel fell backwards without Clara's hand ever touching it..