Preface– Summer’s End

It was the last day of summer vacation, I didn’t want to go back to high school. Freshmen year was one Emotional Coaster of Hell.
People loved to play with my emotions and throw me onto the street left for dead.
Everyone I thought who would never hurt me they slowly cut me down piece by piece.
I didn’t want to live after that although I got help, but the memories are like flames inside my mind burning me from the inside. I still had a few friends who were going to be with me until the end.
Which made me feel somewhat better inside. The sky was a soft baby blue no clouds were in sight, it was clearly not the end of summer yet. The heat was still making young children hide in the shade and the adults hide inside the safety of their homes.
I sat on the step leading to my house, the neighborhood was quiet it was after noon everyone was inside I needed the fresh air. I didn’t know what was in store for me tomorrow, god I was hoping I wasn’t due for another endless ride of hell.
I had on a short sleeve white shirt and light blue jeans and blue sneakers. I had soft brown hair, blue/green eyes and ivory skin.
No one really cared about me that much at school if I was crying no one would bother to ask if I was alright. I was nothing but a shadow on the wall to others.
I closed my eyes and sighed and I stood up and walked down the sidewalk.
I wonder if Rose was home or not, she was one of the only friends who hadn’t gotten lost in the ways of high school. Drugs. Being popular. Pregnancy. Fights.
High school is hell, only a few can make it through with only a few scars. Many get trapped inside one of the punishment chambers.
I walked to Rose’s house which wasn’t to far from my house. I knocked on the door. There was a few seconds of waiting the door opened.

It opened there was a girl about 15 she had short black hair, blue eyes ivory skin she was really skinny could swear she must be a size 00.
She had on a short sleeve dark red shirt with skulls on it and jeans on.
Her father was rich until he died and they lost all of their money, her step mother didn’t want the money they ‘threw’ all of it away.
“Oh hey Alice what do you need?” Rose asked.
“I don’t know someone to hang out with.” I said, shrugging.
“Alright can Dylan come?” Rose asked.
“I’m not sure, he hasn’t been himself all summer.” I said, sighing.
Dylan was the other friend who was still in one piece.
You could say…
“Come on last day of summer, before going back to high school. We got into Rose’s car even though she didn’t know how to drive she didn’t care if she was underage.
It was a soft blue mustang year 2010 I would think.
We drove to Dylan’s house which was on the other side of town, he lived in the upper class. Although he wasn’t like the average rich kid.
He was different, a friend someone special to me.
We got to a white mansion and we went to the door and rung the doorbell a butler answered the door he was about seventy-five, he had wrinkly skin, which was darker then mine. He had brown eyes and a black tux on with black dress shoes.
“Good afternoon ladies how may I help you?” The butler asked with a British accent.
“We are here to see Dylan.” I said.
“Oh, yes do come in.” The butler said, opening the door more welcoming.
The house was amazing beautiful and stunning we went up to Dylan’s room. Which was on the third floor and went to his room down on the right end of the house.
We went inside I missed Dylan so much.