Second Life
10. Raka and Nora

happy reading's..

Neta who had fallen asleep was immediately shocked to hear the sound of falling objects.

BRUKK...

"What's so much of a fuss?" Neta said with her eyes still closed, and immediately sat down, even though she was still not aware of her appearance.

"Sorry lady, we just want to throw away things that have not been used for a long time" said the butler in a cautious tone.

Neta tried to collect his life. "What thing?" Ask Neta to sit on the edge of the bed, and look around at the item.

"This is the missus of books that have not been used for a long time, and also the diary that is not used after school," Shows Neta, Neta took the book and observed it. "Diary?" Neta still doesn't understand. "Yes, miss diary, usually miss writes abis back home from school" replied the waiter in a surprised tone.

Neta was just a beard as if she understood what the waiter had said .."Rich yes I can find a reason why he got bullied and died, "inner Neta.

"Yes this book has left, others take it out" said Neta open the diary.

"Well miss," answered their butler back, doing their thing.

"Gue wondered what was in this book," Neta opened the diary, she was very surprised what she saw.

"A.. a.. what.... What the fuck is this!!" closed his mouth in surprise, after he read at the beginning of the sentence.

Der diary's.

I'm so happy to be home from school, because I can be free from those who bully me. But I was wrong, even my suffering just started when I came home from school.

I was dragged into the back shed of the school, I was beaten up and didn't know what I was doing wrong. Kicked my body until I was hit by a wall, sometimes I was locked up for 2 hours in a barn before I was released. I was afraid, I wanted to ask for help, but no one could help me.

I shut up when they say poor kids, because I don't want them to know who I really am. Cupu and the tacky way I dress, they also write at the table with inappropriate writing, tearing my book in front of classmates. In fact they they often dirty my clothes, sometimes their books are torn in front of classmates.

They often uttered disgusting words, which they did not deserve to say and hear. I just kept quiet, for free all this time I learned martial arts, but I couldn't fight the four of them.

"Wait for the four of you, whose one is it? Do I have to find out," muttered Neta, and continued carrying the diary.

I wanted to tell my family, but I'm afraid, I'm afraid they'll do something. I don't want other people to know who I really am, I'm tormented every day to be bullied, I'm tired I don't want to live anymore.

For me, one second spent school time, equal to 1 year I was tortured by them.

After they finished locking me up, they slapped me, and even I was thrown in the sink filled with mop water. I couldn't breathe, dizzy, and I could only cry and apologize to them.

That's what I do every day or rather as their routine to bully myself.

I thought, if I keep quiet, they'll stop by themselves. But I was wrong, and they were getting worse at torturing me,

every time I go home I always look down, and do not dare to look at the people of the house.

"Stupid, why don't you just say it" Neta said in a sobbing.

I avoid the sight of people at home. About my problems and I put myself in the room, I want to be free, I want to end it but I am afraid of death, afraid to make the family embarrassed, angry, and make them disappointed in me. I love them.

I want to take care of them, as they take care of me and love me, but I don't dare to hang out with my family, I'm afraid they know my problems.

I want to take revenge on them one day, but what I can do for me is to be alone while they are many.

I'm afraid anyone help me.

February .23 ..

"Until here first, tomorrow I will continue reading, now I have to find the beginning of him in the bully," said Neta wipe his tears.

"it's cruel to them, but take it easy, Neta, everything will be fine, because I won't let it be touched by them. Try it if you dare, I chop them up like worm pengal," said Neta fiery holding anger, if anyone saw would probably run away in a pinch.

Tok... The knocking of the door from the waiter.

"Get in," cried Neta, she immediately wiped away her tears, and patted her cheeks.

"Sorry miss, do you want to take a shower to eat first?" ask the waiter who is now in front of Neta.

"Well," said Neta who was getting ready to take a shower.

"Well miss," passed into the bathroom.

"Miss, shall we take a bath?" Ask waiter. "No, I can do it myself." Answer Neta with a smile. "Well ladies, then excuse us" bowed down and continued their work, which was to clean Neta's room.

"Hmmm.." Answer Neta who wants to go into the bathroom.

"Why are you still asking that, we're definitely rejected" said the maid who had been taking care of Neta's house for a long time.

Neta put her ear behind the door. "I know that, ever since Miss entered Junior High, the attitude of the lady has changed, more reserved, and usually she is happy to take a bath, but now," said the maid in a sad tone.

"Yes, too" he said, saying what the waiter said.

Neta sighed and looked at herself in the mirror.

"You just take a bath in the prepare, even want to be bathed in think I'm a child what. Ih wait, if I'm just like this what else is my other Kaka, Oh my God!!" Neta's eyes widened at the thought of it all and immediately shook her head to let her perverted thoughts disappear.

"It was fortunate that the servants," said Neta again, and took a toothbrush.

When Neta opened the towel, how surprised she was, seeing her body filled with inert wounds. "Neta's doctor doesn't want to be bathed, he doesn't want anyone else to know about the wounds on his body. " Neta muttered looking at herself in the mirror so many wounds in front of and behind her body.

"I'll give you back, just wait." Inner Neta looked at herself in the mirror with eyes full of hatred.