𝑮𝒂𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒂-𝑵𝒂𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒂 (6)
"She's dead."
"Dead? What does that mean?" The young girl asked with morbid curiosity.
"It means, she isn't here anymore." Her father explained in his monotone voice.
"Where did she go?"
"Away. And she won't be re...
Buckle up babes, lots of info to take in. You'll see a lot of information from Gabby's past life. They aren't necessarily direct flashbacks or anything, just details on how Gabriella's life used to be.
𝑮𝒂𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒂-𝑵𝒂𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒂
Next day - back at school (Monday)
Beep. Beep. Beep.
I groaned at the sound of my very loud and irritating alarm.
I slowly sat myself and up and cracked my back.
My room was pitch black. I reached over my headboard and slightly opened the little curtain of my balcony open. Small streaks of light danced across my bedroom walls.
I lazily got up and trudged to the bathroom and showered. Once I had finished showering, brushing my teeth and washing my face, I sifted through my closet to find an outfit for the day.
It was mid-January, so I decided to wear a jumper dress. It was probably the most recent thing I have ever bought for myself, and quite possibly the most expensive too. I had bought it during my senior year of high school after my shift at work.
At the time, I was running out of things to wear for school. I was already bullied a lot, however the bullying definitely intensified once everyone figured out what kind of background I came from. They used to love making fun of my clothing choices, especially since I usually wore the same hoodie almost everyday. Unfortunately for me, it was the only article of clothing I had that was oversized. All the rest of my clothes fit, however they were too tight or 'showy'. I had the choice of wearing something provocative and resulting in the boys... giving me their usual... 'punishment', or wearing something baggy and risk getting bullied for being 'poor' and 'weird'.
I pulled on the dress and wore some tights, before grabbing my phone and and books and placing them in my backpack ready for the day ahead.
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I walked down the stairs with my backpack and headphones in hand. I slipped on my black boots before grabbing my keys, ready to leave. However, before I stepped out of the door, I did a double-take to check if my dad was home or not. He wasn't. Surprise, surprise.
I set off for my walk to school. The route I take to walk to school passes a few parks and children's playgrounds.
As I was walking past, I noticed so many children running around and having fun. A large group of kids sat in the sand pit and looked like they were spinning around in a circle. The closer I approached, I could hear them all singing.
