I hardly remembered the run home all I knew was that Photos of me where all over the internet. The laughing and sniggering followed me home and rang in my ears until it felt like I was holding my head underwater.
I ran upstairs and slammed the door and put my bed against the door. Petrified struggling to breathe until I felt dizzy and passed out. No one was bothered with me or felt the need to see how I was for hours. It was my mum who managed to push the bed away from the door. Then came the argument, my mum started shouting and carrying on and I had tears streaming down my face trying to explain I wasn’t leaving school to get her into to trouble but to save myself. I showed her the Facebook group where the photos were and told her what happened. I think she thought I’d taken the photos myself.
The police turned up and I told them what happened and yet again they accused me of taking the photos myself, why would I do that no one would want to see me I’m so ugly I don’t take a selfie. The school had pretty much the same belief as the police and my mum, though the photos where taken down it was too late, everyone had a copy.
A Couple of weeks later a blue flashing light lit my empty room as I left my home.