Pt. 3

The Day I Met You

            When I was done talking to my dad I saw some assholes making fun of some girl that just couldn’t do anything about it. When I saw this, it reminded me of the contract the school made us sign before we entered I think part of the contract said “If you get injured or hurt in any way it is not our fault and we will not pay anything” well something like that. “Hey leave her alone” yes this sounds so cliché but that’s all that I had in mind at that point in time. As all the boys scattered I went up to her to say if she was okay but all I got from her was a slap. “I could take care of it myself” she said “now leave.”

            A few days later she came up to me and apologized. “No problem just wanted to make sure you were okay” I said. “Yeah I just suck at shooting the target.” She said embarrassed “Do you need help” I asked then quickly added “I mean if you want to.” Since then we hung out every day. When the last day of summer school came up she seemed really nervous when I mentioned this to her she just looked at me worried and finally told me about her father was always hitting her and abusing her since her mother died. “Why don’t you report him.” I told her. “If I do I wouldn’t be able to go to school and work at the same time.” She responded. “Don’t you have any relatives?” I asked.

            A few months later in the news she appeared in the TV dead. The cause of death was beaten to death, the first suspect was the father Jack Hammon but never had any evidence that he beat her up. I will never forget her name Lily.

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