SUMMER
I HAVE BEEN awake for a few minutes, listening to Papa and Storme's conversation. I wanted to hate my parents for their deception. But what would change if I hated them? If I become angry with them? I wish I could run away, disappear, and come back healed. But how is that possible?
I wanted to pity myself. I have everything in life, but I wasted so much time being a classic, spoiled brat. I deem myself independent, but I do not even know a thing. I am so dependent on Roxy for almost everything.
I wanted to be brave. I have long acted fearless, aggressive, and a war freak since Snow and her clique started bullying me. But deep inside, I am a weakling —a namby-pamby.
Snow would not stop bullying me. The last incident was when she had me locked up in the janitor's room in my fifth
