I'm not but breathing... but you just stare at me sweetly suffering...

Today I took a walk just to look around aee if any new houses were going up, and if I might want to take a peek in one. I run intot two girl I recognize from going to my old school. I stopped, and they were really curios to what I was doing, so we sat down and camped out on the side walk, just filling me in on the past years gossip. i had never been freinds witht hem, i only knew their names, and this year my friends seemed to not like them alot, but hey, I was only being freindly. The last time I'd seen them, I was younger Hope, the me who hated black and always wore pink...I've come a long way since then, and people seem to accept me or leave me alone. Not today... One of them received a phone call saying to immediately come home. So I got up smiling, and I hugged one, this hug was so sincere and full of love, not a romantic thing just a freindly thing, I had the biggest smile on my face because I had made a freind. But suddenly it felt wrong, the girl un-did my bra with just a snap of her fingers. I pulled back but it was two late, they got on either side of me and started to pull one let go once my arm was out and it scrapped me because i was trying toescape. The other pulled it out from my shirt and ran off screaming and laughing "I got EMO-Hopes bra!" Tears began to well in my eyes, I turned around to face the other  to let her see I was hurt, let her see what she had caused hoping to cause guilt. But once I turned she took a step up to me, smiled and slapped me. I turned away, the pain drilling in my cheek. Then suddenly the most painful kick I've ever felt, occured. My knees bent, as I staggered to stay standing, though I was winded, then I was pushed to the ground, where the impact scraped my kneecap's skin off. She ran off laughing. I couldn't breathe. I got up after crying and walked home looking like trash. I'm not allowed to leave the house now. My mom thinks O've been raped, I came in gasping and she asked me what happened and why I didn't have a bra on, because I had left with one, and I was crying. I refuse to tell her what happened, and I'll never speak the names of those girls again. i've never expirienced anything that hateful. I'm not emo, I dont label myself, but i feel your pain to all the emos out there... it's been a few hours and I'm stinll mentally winded from how horrible that was. I've never been treated so badly. Today was bad.