Date: 1-10-2024
Lucky Scott's p.o.v
School was absolutely hell on earth today. Who knew seventh grade could be this horrible? Coldhearted, bullies tortured and abused me between classes. The called me
a retard for having special needs. They stole my dignity along with my lunch money. I guess they hated me because I looked different from them. Who knew society could
be so mean toward a girl with Down Syndrome? My neighbor and friend, Skylar was nice enough to buy lunch for me. She offered me black sunglasses that covered up my
huge black eye. She held me while I cried during the long bus ride home after school. Heavyhearted, I now walk through the front door of my house. The sound of
laughter directs me toward the den. Sawyer and Auntie Brooke's daughter, True Davis sit around a table doing homework. Daddy is tutoring them and I don't know
where I fit in with this equation as usual. "Whats so funny?" curious, I wonder. "OH, its nothing" Sawyer denies rolling her eyes at me. Sawyer usually shares everything
with me. True's presence has made it hard for us to reconnect. Feeling unwanted, I head upstairs to my room where I bury myself in my work. "How was school, Luck?"
concerned, daddy asks walking into my room. "School was great"smiling, I lie in order to keep from crying. "Please take off those sunglasses. I want to see your pretty
green eyes" daddy demands. "I was bullied" I sob revealing my huge black eye to him. Before he can throw a temper tantrum, we hear screams coming from downstairs.
Worried, we rush downstairs where we see True having a seizure in the den. A distraught Sawyer cries like a baby in my presence. Sympathetic, I toss my problems aside
to deal with the situation at hand.