A nobody, with a name nobody spoke to.
Most lunch breaks she spent in the school library, her nose behind the pages of her favourite book. Katie. Adventures in which nobody could hurt her. One day she would create a world of her own. One where she would control the ending.
Books were piled to the ceiling, in an A to Z in stories.
Enid Blyton – The Famous Five, Twins of St Claire’s. Each weaving their own tale. Midnight feasts, and Lacrosse matches. Solving crimes, alongside their dog.
Sat at the wooden desk, the smell of wood polish in the air, she picked up her pen. She wasn’t sure of what to right, but it all started with the first sentence. If books were where her love of writing started, then books needed to be in that first line.
A story where there was a happy ending, a story to highlight bullying.
”Alison lingered at the edge of the playground, as the new girl, she hoped this school would be different.”
She grinned, as her pen lifted from the page.
It didn’t matter if the first draft was rubbish. Hemmingway always said it was and he was a famous author. Just that the story was written – for all those who were bullied.
They needed a voice, someone to speak out for them. She wasn’t as afraid to be hit, but the words scorched deep into the skin. They made her worry about walking to school, or even being in the playground. It was an awful feeling, like you were drowning in your own fears.
Alison would be the heroine, the girl who fought back, when she couldn’t.
Writer Ravenclaw 
this was a fabulous story Diana! 😀
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Thank you.
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