Sasha's POV

I was staring at the door wondering whether or not I should go to school. What was the point anyway. I could just read the textbook and I'll learn everything. I didn't want to face those who pushed me around. I knew they were just waiting for me to show up. i sighed and slung my backpack over my shoulder. If I avoided school all the time I would have my education.

Halfway to school I saw a group of teenagers my age hanging around by the alley. I threw my hood up on my head and tried to cover up my face as much as possible so they wouldn't notice me. They did. "Hey where do you think you're going freak?" Some guy said, stopping in front of my, blocking my path. "I'm going to school so I can get a education and not end up like you." I pushed him out of my way and continued on. This girl who was bigger than me grabbed my hood and threw my back. I landed on the ground thankful I had my backpack on to break some of the fall. "Freakface did you just call my boyfriend stupid? I'll kill you." her friends grabbed my hair and arms to throw me into the alley. I kicked and screamed so they could let go but they continued to drag me into the alley.

I finally struggled free and ran. Since I couldn't run back the way I came I ran further in knowing there was going to be some fence I could climb to get out. They chased after me. They kept up with me well. I ran to a dead end with a chain-link fence. I started to clib it but as I reached the top they pulled me down. I felt my skull hit the ground. It wasn't too hard because I was still very well concious. They kicked and punched me until I was coughing up blood. They stole my money, scattered the contents of my bagon the ground,  and cut my hair so that it was only around 2 inches long. They threw my hair in my face and ran off laughing.

I slowly got up and wiped the blood and tears from my face. I got treatment like this everyday. Why? I painfully climbed the fence and walked into the gas station bathroom to wash myself off. I got the bleeding on my head to stop and washed the blood that was trickling down my head. I arrived at school late and got an afterschool dentention for being late yet again. The people in the office didn't care for the bruises on my face and shoo'ed me off to class.

After school and my job it was now around 9:00. As I was walking home I saw an old woman with a ton of grocery bags. She seemed very tired and weak to carry all that. I tapped on her shoulder, "Excuse me miss. Would you like a hand with those?" She shook her head, "No no sweet heart its fine. This old woman can still carry bags." as she climbed up her stairs she almost fell back. I caught her and set her down gently, "It's no problem. I will carry all of these. Just show me what apartment to leave them in." I followed behind her as she slowly ascended the stairs and opened the door for me. I ran back and forth carrying the bags for her. After they were done she gave me a bag of cookies, "Thank you so much young lady. You have a good heart." I bowed and gladly accepted the cookies, "It was no problem. I wish you well. Goodbye now."

I ran down the stairs and began walking home again. I put the cookies in my bag. As I looked up I saw a scrawny little girl holding a baby in front of me, "Do you have any food miss? We're so hungry." I kneeled down, "I don't right now. But come with me. I will buy you some right now." I bought some milk for the baby and a big plate of food for the girl. At least whatever she didn't finish she could have again later. It emptied out what was in my emergency stash. The little girl gave me a little shell, "Thank you so much miss. You have a good heart. Take this shell." I turned down her offer, "No thank you. It wasn't a problem for me to help you. I can't take your pretty shell either." she shook her head, "no take it. It's a wishing shell. It will grant your wishes. I wished for food and it came true. Please take it." I took the tiny shell in my hands. The little girl skipped off with her little box of leftover food and baby sister.

I chuckled at how she believed the shell could grant wishes. I put it in my pocket and went home. I opened up the apartment and immediately jumped into my bed dropping my bag at the edge of the bed, "Oh bed at least you don't hate me." I got myself out of bed so I could get ready. I was now comfortable and with a book. I read my favorite book called exo planet. 12 guys lived on this planet that had magical powers and went on an adventure. I would love to live in their world. Everyone there had powers. It would be really cool to have powers. I but my book down and turned the light down so it was a equivilant of a night light. I played around with the shell a little, "Wishing shell." I said as I laughed to myself. Such a silly thing to believe in. "Okay. I'm going to see if this works. Please give me friends." I heard the voice of the old woman and the little girl, "Your wish is my command." I looked around, "Who's there!" I called out. There was no response. I walked around looking for the owners of those voices. I layed back down in my bed and turned off the lights. I was probably imagining it. I put the shell in my jacket pocket that was now hanging on the hook next to my bed. Tomorrow was going to be a better day.

I woke up to see everything was still the same. It was silly to make that wish huh?

I walked over to the school. I saw a guy who had a butcher knife in his hand screaming at the group of kids who beat me up yesterday to get away. Heh serves them right. I made it to school for once on time. I sat down and saw 12 new guys walk in. They were fiiiine. Usually guys that good looking try to hang out with the cool kids. Ah just forget about them Sasha. They're probably like everyone else.