They say
It was a
Hit and run.
It was an
Accident.
I had nothing
To do with it,
But they still
Blame me.
"You ran away."
"He chased you."
"He would still be here."
"I wish it was you, not Drew."
"Why couldn't it be you?"
The treating,
The ridicule,
It lasted for
A long time,
But it finally stopped.
Or at least,
I thought it had.
Little did I know,
Silently,
Well not so silently,
I was being ridiculed,
For something I didn't do.

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Before Her Doom (Prequel to the Dawn Chronicles) ? COMPLETE
Poetryin which a girl is blamed and bullied for the death of her older brother {extended description inside} ____________ Highest Rank: #894 in Poetry