out for a break

[Jasmine Green]

Jas walked down to the lawn, a place that she had really missed. Her beloved soccerball was in her hand, but she wasn't going to play just yet. Something earlier had triggered memories that she wanted dug deep. All the words had returned in her mind playing over and over again "Misfit, loser, nobody, weirdo, dumb@ss", deep down she knew words weren't supposed to hurt, but these did. Three girls saying them over and over to her, grouped around her. Then throwing her ball into the pound. Jas hated them. Not only had they hurt her, they made her shy and insecure. She sat down on the grass and buried her head in her hands.

Why was this happening?

She got up and began to dribble the ball round the lawn, in order to take her mind off things.