Reincarnated(Please read)

I Woke up with the sun's light shining through my window. I felt like crap. I already missed school yesterday and I couldn't miss another day. One more day and I would be so behind in my school work that I would have to go to summer school. It really didn't help that my teacher
Mr. Underwood didn't like me because of my brother. But he had to understand that I wasn't my brother. Besides, my brother hated me. He said that I was the worst sister in the history of little sisters. He said that he would always be my brother but he would never be my friend. That stung me deep. I yelled at him and said that I would never forgive him for saying that and that I would never want to see him again. He then went to college and I never saw him again. I mean he called every once in a while but he always called when he knew that I would be at a party or at school. I was glad that he never wanted to talk to me. I hated him too. I made a list in my diary why I hated him. I locked my old diary up that said what I loved about him. And now I had another thing to add to my list.


Dear diary, another thing that I hate about my older brother is that even though he's gone I still have to pay for the mistakes he made.
I hated this life why couldn't I have been born as someone else. My parents were getting divorced soon. I never hardly ever get a break. I got ready then I heard my best friend, Jackson. He always picked me up from school. I always went through the same thing week after week. I hated this. I hated not having a real life. Not being able to ever do anything just because what my rank was in high school. It was the middle of the school year and everyone was as cold hearted as they have ever been they have been ruining peoples lives. They couldn't stand to see anyone else happy besides them. Sometimes they would pray on there own group but they never ever took a break. If they felt like someone had something they would pick at them. There main target was this boy named Jordan. He was picked at day after day with no breaks. Even the people who doesn't really pick at people would help by helping with the torment. Just to feel like they belonged it was pathetic. Well today we had a test and as usual I finished early because like I said. I did not have a life. I asked the teacher could I go to the bathroom she gave me a pass and I thanked her. Smart remarks and laughing were yelled all around the room. The teacher told them to be quiet. While boys in my class yelled "Ugly." at me. I didn't do anything to them. But it was just there cold hearted nature. I didn't think I was ugly. My whole family didn't think I was ugly. Jackson didn't think I was ugly. And Jackson was all too truthful when it came to telling the truth. I was always known as the snitch and the smelly girl from 2nd grade. But I didn't really know any better know one else was getting picked a for it. It was so unfair that I was tormented about that but none of the slutty and messy girls were. Here I was as clean as I don't know what and they were too busy wasting there lives away 24/7. I always was the good kid tho. When I was coming out of the bathroom. I saw a boy backing away from a boy with a gun.
"Don't move." he said. It was Jordan. He was more clean than I was and here he was pointing a gun at a boy who had picked at him repeatedly.
"Jordan, you don't have to do this."
"Yes, I do." he said not looking at me. I looked at him though and all I saw was fear and anger in his eyes.
"What would your friends think?" I asked.
"What friends?"
"I'll be your friend."
"No, you wont."
"Yes, I will." I said taking a step towards him.
"No you wont. No you wont. NO YOU WONT!!!!!" He yelled. Then the gun went off. But he missed his target. I put my hand over the bullet wound that was were my stomach is. I was bleeding so much that I fell to the ground and blacked out.
I woke up, but I wasn't in my body. I was looking at my body in a casket. I saw my dad escort my crying mother from the room. My brother came into the room. He looked really upset. I don't see why he's so upset. He hated me.
"I'm sorry." He started. "I'm sorry about what I said to you before I went to college. I don't hate you and your the best sister and friend that Ive ever had." He took a moment to compose himself. But when he spoke again it sounded like he was crying. "I'm sorry I haven't been talking to you over the phone. I was just mad at you because you kept ruining everything and you even made my girlfriend break up with me. I know it sounds stupid but i was going to ask her to marry me. But I would rather to never marry anyone just to have you here again." My brother then barely walked out of the room. Then Jackson walked into the room. I could see that he had already gave a good cry. He never wanted me to see him cry. I guess that included when I was dead too. "I know its too late for me to tell you this but..." I could tell he was trying not to cry again. I didn't want to see another sad sean. I couldn't take anymore of it.
"I love you." He said. " I wish that you could say that you love me too." I love you too, Jackson. I said with happy tears flowing down my face. But he didn't here me. I screamed it over and over again until tears of sadness went down my face. He walked out of the room and I was left here to wallow in my own sadness. I couldn't remember how I died. Why couldn't I remember? I was then I was consumed by a bright light that I couldn't think of what it was.