Whatever reason someone left this in her family's mailbox, she didn't know but she didn't have time to deal with it right now. Angie sat the Dictaphone on her desk and left, figuring she would try to find out what it was and what it did when she got back from school.
Angie spent the whole day wondering about the Dictaphone at home. One theory after another went through her head. One specific one stuck in her head. With the message about 'making wishes come true.' Maybe if she stated things she wanted, they would somehow come true. It sounded crazy but it wasn't like anyone would see her trying to get it to work and what did she really have to lose.
Her day was going its usual bad way. While she had her friend Lucy, she still was being made fun of at ever turn. Then lunch happened and what was a typical bad day became an absolutely horrible day. Vanessa, the self-proclaimed Queen Bee of the school and one of its biggest bullies, walked into the Cafetera. Something ether pissed her off or it was her time of the month because she was beyond pissed and was taking it out on everyone who was an easy target for her. She was picking on and making fun of anyone she came across, but when she came up to Angie she stops and took her time to really dig into her.
She started by pulling Angie out her seat and stood her up in front of her. 'Well if it isn't flat Angie.' Vanessa said in a mocking tone. That was the start of an onslaught of insults in front of the whole school. After a minute or two Angie, like she always tried to do, tried to run from the insults and the jeers and laughter of the crowd forming, but not this time. As she turned to take the first step that would take her out the room and away from this Vanessa reached out, grabbed a fist full of her hair, gave a strong tug to stop her retreat, then lifted her almost a foot of the ground by her hair to look her in the eye. 'Oh no you won't be running away this time. You are going to hear everything I have to say to your small, little, insignificant, weak ass loser,' she said menacingly to her, relishing the look of true and total fear in Angie's eyes and the shaking of her body, before calling out to the crowd, 'look she's so flat she weights almost nothing.' Before once again picking up where she left off and insulting every little thing about Angie she could think off. Angie had never felt this humiliated. Everyone always picked on and made fun of her sure, but no one ever went this far. And to make matters worst no one was stepping in to stop her in fact everyone was ether laughing at her, agreeing with what Vanessa was yelling or calling out there own insults.
By the end of it there was nothing left of Angie. When it was finally over Vanessa just dropped her to the ground. 'Go ahead little girl run, I finished with what I had to say.' But Angie couldn't even mustard up the energy to do anything but curl up in a ball and cry her eyes out. Vanessa walked away laughing as the crowd dispersed. It took Lucy twenty minutes to get Angie's attention, and almost another hour to get her to get up, only then by promising to not to say anything if she skipped school. Angie was soon walking home all the laughter and jeers of the crowd and mostly of Vanessa ringing in ears. If she was honest with herself the only thing keeping her from making a detour to ether a tall building, a bridge, or into traffic was her insane hope that she was right about the Dictaphone she found in the mailbox this morning and that it could make things come true if spoken into. She honestly wasn't sure she was sane anymore. Maybe it was that something so farfetched was the only reason she had left to live, or maybe because she didn't think anyone could go through what she just went through without and not come at least a little unhinged. She just knew this was her last hope and that revenge was all she had left to live for.
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