The Diary of Sara Belle - Part 1

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Death is not something you can just deal with. What would you do when you lose someone dear to you? Has it ever crossed your mind that anyone could die at any moment?

No? Well, neither did Sara..

Some say Sara Belle was a typical 16 year old girl, who only thought about boys and shopping, but I know better than that. Sara had a complicated life; her father was Local, and her mother was Spanish, and it was like War of the Worlds between those two. They were constantly arguing. And since Sara was an only child, her parents would always blame her for their differences. Sara felt as though her parents were the children and she was the adult.

Sara was extraordinarily beautiful. Her hair was light brown, it was as silk. Her eyes were a rare shade of green. She had beautiful feminine features, which is how she got the middle name 'Belle'. She was the most beautiful thing her mother had ever seen, so she called her 'Bella', which means beautiful in Spanish. Soon enough, they started calling her 'Sara Belle'.

Apart from being blamed for her very existence at home, school wasn't any better. Sara was constantly bullied, physically and verbally, yet her parents never seemed to care. That killed Sara more than anything. What was almost just as bad is that she didn't have a lot of friends, cause she wasn't a "girly girl" and girls would constantly tease her about how simple her clothes were, or the fact she never wears any make up. Sara simply smiles and ignores them, she believes you don't need animal poop on your face to make you look gorgeous.

Besides, Sara didn't need any friends. She had a very special friend who was one in a million. He always stood by her whenever she got bullied, they'd always spend endless hours on the phone, and most importantly he was always there to offer a shoulder to cry on whenever she's upset. His name was Abdullah.

"3aboood yal ba6a why didn't you answer the phone last night ?!" Sara teased Abdullah as they were walking down the hall at school.

"Ya thak thak I did answer! And we talked for about 3 hours remember ?" Abdullah replied.

"Really ?! I don't remember that!!" Sara exclaimed, surprised.

"Wallah !! balaach nsaiti ! We even ran out of things to talk about so we started singing 'If you're happy and you know it'."Abdullah reminded her.

Sara giggled "Ooooooooh !! haih now I remem--"

"Hi loser," Sara was interrupted,

She looked up to see none other than the school bully, smiling evilly.

"Uhh, hi Mariam..". Sara gave her a look.
Mariam pushed her and started yelling, "What's your problem ?".

Before Sara could speak, someone pushed Mariam away from Sara. It was Abdullah

"3abood yal ahbal ur gnna get urself killed!" Sara tried to talk some sense into him.

"If you wanna mess with Sara you gotta go through me first yal dbah" Abdullah said.

Sara and Abdullah stared at Mariam waiting for a reply, but to there surprise, she turned around and started crying. Sara and Abdullah looked at eachother in confusion, then high-fived and started laughing as they watched Mariam run down the halls.

"Oh my god 3abood I can't believe you made her cry !! haha"

"no biggiee !" Abdullah bragged.

So the friends continued walking down the hall, just as they were about to reach class, Abdullah felt a tap on his shoulder.

This can't be good..