Haze

We meet haze and hear part of her story

" Therefore, Like her, I some time hold my tongue, Because i would not dull you with my song." William Shakespeare

"Haze"

I'm not a nice girl. I like to keep to myself. It's easy to be ignored when your the new girl. My names Hazel, but i get called "Haze". I used to be a bully. If I am going to be honest i was more then that. I found my target, Usually some one who I thought was weak, Then I would drive them down until the couldn't get back up.
   Last year, freshman year, I took it too far. There was this girl, Hannah, She was fat. Okay I said she was fat but really she was just fine. Anyway I would call her fat any chance I got.
   I found her first. Her body blue and grey, Hanging from a shower head in the girls locker room. I still wake up screaming. Its been a year and my parents just had to move. They said I messed things up to badly from them to fix. So we moved to a small town in Washington, Sliver Creek, I think its called.
   Silver Creek High School is where I am  now. Walking down the hall way, Trying to convince my self that I'm wearing a mask. No one can see who I was. No one can see that on the inside I'm weak too.