Along the street there stood Blackwood Academy High. It was the first week of school and Rebekah, Becky for short. She was only twelve year old. So there she stood glaring at the school in her blue blazer, blue sweater-vest, tartan blue,yellow and black skirt, white knee high socks and black shoes. She was only in first year and wasn’t liking it. As she walked across the road three boys Joe, Sam and Bobby all fifteen cornered her. ‘’Were you going?’’ Joe asked. She just ignored him and walked into the big building. Most people say its haunted because it was built in 1869.


She didn’t have friends because they turned against her and her best friend Joanne (Jo-Jo) moved to Canada and they didn’t keep in touch. As she walked into the old classroom and sat at her desk someone threw a bit of paper at her. So she unfolded it and it read ‘’Geek and your so dead at 10:35am’’ She felt scared because all the forth year boys bullied her. As the bell rang at 10:32am she went out of the building and sat on the ground writing in her journal. As she saw boys coming to her she shoved it in her bag and stood up heading for the toilets. ‘’Oi! Were do you think your going?’’ Sam said. ‘’Go away!’’ Becky replied. ‘’Why? Will you tell your mummy and daddy?’’ Bobby laughed. ‘’Pick on someone your on age’’ Becky shouted. ‘’We would, but we like everyone our age!’’ Joe said. Becky turned to them and said ‘’Leave me alone and go and get a life!’’ then she turned away and started walking to the toilets. ‘’Ok go shoo tell mummy’’ Joe shouted. She was so glad when it was time to go home at 3:43pm. She picked her bag up and ran out of the building and straight home. As she opened the door her mum Donna had left a list of chores for her to do. So she cleaned the kitchen and went upstairs and got changed into her PJs and wrote in her journal ‘’ I wish I had a better life. My mum and dad don’t care about me and Jo-Jo moved to Canada and I have no friends or a life.’’ Then she put her journal on her desk and lay on her bed crying. Then she heard the door open. Her mum Donna was in. ‘’MUM!’’ She shouted. ‘’Did you do your chores?’’ she asked. ‘’Yes. Whats for dinner?’’ She asked. ‘’You can have some chicken!’’ ‘’Me and your father is going out when he gets in.’’ She shouted back. ‘’Okay then’’ Becky muttered. As her father Dean got in he changed into his suit and him and her mother went out.

Later that day at around 6pm there was a parcel come through the door. It was addressed to Becky Woodmin. ‘’I never get mail’’ Becky thought. As she opened it was some photos of Jo-Jo and a letter read ‘’Hey Becky, how’s life? Write back to Joanne Waters 12 Green Road, Canada Toronto, Oriento. She even included a t-shirt with them on it when they were six. She took it up to her room and wrote a letter back, and around 9pm she went to sleep. She woke up at about 7am and went downstairs. Her Mum or Dad wasn’t in. So she went back upstairs and got dressed. Then a knock on the door. She ran down and answered it. There were two police men standing. ‘’Are you the daughter of Donna and Dale Waters?’’ One asked. ‘’Yes’’ she replied. ‘’They have been arrested. For violence towards children at the local Kids Centre.’’ The other said. ‘’Do you have anyone you can stay with?’’ one asked. ‘’Ummm No.’’ she replied. ‘’Well we will have to put you in a foster home.’’ The other said. ‘’What?’’ Becky said. ‘’I’m sorry but this is what has to happen, now pack some things and follow us.’’ The tall one said. So she packed some things and left. She didn’t have to go to school which was great. A couple of days later a women around 39 came. She was sweet and nice. Becky didn’t know what she said because a boy called Thomas was talking to her. Thomas was really sweet. But she would never have a shot. Later on Mrs. McBain (the social worker) came and said Becky had a foster mum. Her name was Alexia and was 39. From then on she never seen her real mum or dad again and the bullies from school didn’t bully her they were nice and Becky even met Thomas again. They talked and when they were 19 they went out. Then when Becky was 24 she was pregnant and had a baby girl called LuLu. But watching her grow into a kid she was nice and didn’t be nasty or give her chores. But when Becky looks back in her journal she remembers her worst childhood.

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