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The edenough to smash my skull in, and raises it to sla my Ninja Turtle shield won't crack Heat flares atmy chest

His blow lands, but I barely feel it I'm more surprised by the arc of purple sparks that fly off the shield at ilances off, and the pale purple-pink shield around me fizzles and disappears

I may be new here, but I'm no fool I'm not about to wait for hiic shield I dart off at a sprint, this ti hard, I' like crazy I weave through the fighting warriors to the first tree I spot with branches low enough for me to reach

Just like when I ran frolasses when she was six, braces all through high school, and sat in front of the class because I actually enjoyed school My world revolved around y humiliated as the person no one wanted on their teaot worse when my parents divorced

I felt like everyone hated me, even my dad when he left

To escape my life, I used to climb the tree in my front yard and sit with a book until it was too dark to read I could pretend my world was better, different, happier, when I was in my tree

I really need that safe, secure escape fro the tree with relish, anxious to get away fro I so Maybe I should feel bad, but I'irls who used to torh school

OrJason, who I wanted so badly to punch, except he broke up with me over the phone, so I couldn't

I really hate et to change who I am My hips aren't thinner and my bad luck is fully intact