[ WP ] The story of that kid who sits in the corner of the class and does not talk to anyone .

Hannah was the weird one in our class, she always sat in the back staring into space, it was so strange, she never interacted with anyone, just sat there staring or doodling weird things like knives, eyes and scars. She was just bizarre and she was our target, we all did it pulling pranks on her, chucking food at her, chasing her around school, name calling. The rumours about how she was a devil worshipper, how she killed cats, drank her own blood, all manner of gruesome things; everyone knew it was bullshit but we still kept at it. Some days when we were really bored we ’ d all start on her, chase her around school until we caught up with her, we ’ d pull out her hair till her scalp was all bloody, blacked her eyes till she couldn ’ t see, stamped on her hands till her fingers broke and hit her until her ribs cracked. It was all fun though and she knew it, she never reacted, never hit back she even smiled during it, it was all fun and games. 
 
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 03/06/2010 
 
 Dear Diary, 
 
 Today ’ s been a good day and it wasn ’ t too bad today at school, I only got called names and spat at. The name calling is funny though; they accused me of sacrificing cats, how stupid could they be? They really think people do that, it ’ s so silly. The spitting is worse though because I might as well be shit on the floor with how they treat me. Mum isn ’ t too bad either today which is a nice change, she was asleep when I got in so it was up to me to tidy up and cook dinner before Dad got home, he came back happy, I like them nights because he usually leaves me alone but he ’ s coming upstairs now so I better go. 
 Love you lots, 
 Hannah. 
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 04/06/2010 
 
 Dear Diary, 
 
 I spoke to soon last night when I said it was a good day, dad was to happy last night but it ’ s okay because I went to my castle in the sky, I watched the stars drift past the sky and even saw a few shooting stars so it wasn ’ t all too bad. School was more entertaining today I was chased around for all of lunch in my field of daisies, I didn ’ t even realise my nose was broken until I went to the bathroom. Snapping it back into place and cleaning the blood up was no problem, it ’ s the stain on the shirt I was worried about, mum would go ballistic when she saw it and that ’ s what she did. She screamed and shouted at me when I got back, she must have been in pain and she is always her worse when she ’ s in pain. She ripped my blouse off and sent me to my room, finally the tears came today, it had been horrible but at least I had rusty, my best friend, he makes everything better and tonight dad didn ’ t come home. 
 Love you, 
 Hannah 
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 07/06/2010 
 
 Dear Diary, 
 
 The weekend was fun; I just spent it up in my room reading while the rain pelted down the window, have you ever noticed how relaxing the sound of rain is? It ’ s always my favourite night when I can drift off to the rain which came in handy this weekend since dad visited me a few times, I wish he wouldn ’ t because mum always blames me even though I never did anything wrong but my nose is healing now which is good. Today we had P.E, it always my favourite lesson especially the changing rooms, I always sneak into the bathroom to get changed I don ’ t want people see disgusting body, not that they don ’ t remind me off that enough, how fat and ugly I am. It ’ s almost like they don ’ t know that I know, is there any need to remind me? I don ’ t think so. Lucky me it was rounder ’ s today, everyone ’ s favourite game as it ’ s how many times can you hit Hannah with the ball with an extra ten points for hitting me in the head. The rest of the day was relatively quiet another run around my field of daisies but nothing broken today! I would call that a rather productive day at school. Home was another thing though, mum has had enough of my shit as she calls it, so no food, no clothes, no shower, she even took the mattress out of my room but the floor is comfier anyways so it doesn ’ t bother me too much. Later when dad came home he called me down so they could take turns in using me as their personal punch bag but after all that rusty came round to help calm me down. He is the bestest friend anyone could ask for. 
 Love, 
 Hannah xx 
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 09/06/2010 
 
 Dear Diary, 
 
 Sorry I didn ’ t write yesterday but I ’ m off school today so we can catch up. I went to school aching from the night before, every bit of me was sore and everyone at school laughed when they saw me and that stung. They didn ’ t even bother chasing me today, just ambushed me after school, dragging me by my hair into the woods behind the school, I was finally free but they grabbed another clump of my hair not realising the first one had just been ripped out. They hurt me. They hurt me so bad. I can ’ t even remember what happened, one minute I was being dragged into the woods the next I was just lying in my own blood, I couldn ’ t even find my clothes or bag, all I wanted to do was go home but I couldn ’ t, what if people saw me? I couldn ’ t let people see me so I stayed there until it was dark out before I ran home. It only got worse, mum was in pain, dad was drunk so it was back to my castle in the sky for the second time that day. I can ’ t take it anymore, Rusty is telling me I should get Brandy and Charlie to make myself feel better but I ’ m not sure even though it ’ s very tempting. 
 I ’ m not at school today because I can ’ t move, it could be because I ’ m in too much pain, it could be because I was shackled to the garage wall all day and just my joy dad was at home to, now I ’ m in even more pain and there ’ s nothing I can do other then fly away to my castle in the sky. 
 Goodbye, 
 Hannah. 
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 Hannah McKenna was found five months later, she was barely recognizable. She had been missing patches of hair and scalp from her head and sustained second degree burns on her arms and face, she had suffered from numerous sexual assaults before and after death causing extensive damage to her vaginal and anal cavities. She had been contorted into an odd position so she could fit under the floor boards of her bedroom helped by the fact that her rib cage had been completely caved in, broken legs and snapped vertebrae. The police had only become aware of her disappearance after the school board tried to get into contact with her family for long term absence. 
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 Cause of Death; Overdose from a cocktail of alcohol and prescription drugs. 
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 No-one ever gave two thoughts about Hannah, she was our play thing, our toy to keep ourselves amused, to take away our pain from our own lives and put it on her. If I knew, if I knew I wouldn ’ t have done what I had done and now I will always be wrecked from grief, from guilt for what I did to her. 

