Toys and a Wish I
It had been another long day of classes and I was exhausted. Fall semester was almost over and my professors were really starting to lay on the work. I'm never taking eighteen credits again, I vowed as I walked down the hall to my room.
My room was my sanctuary. Sure it was small, but I managed. The pale blue walls gave off a very calming vibe and the scent of the vanilla incense I had burned the previous day still lingered in the air instantly relaxing me. The most wonderful thing about my room? In my room I could do whatever I wanted. I could be my little fan-girly self and no one could stop me.
Sighing I flopped my backpack down on my twin sized bed, took off my shoes and socks and hung my Transformer jacket up in my closet, leaving me in my worn in jeans and a black Power Rangers t-shirt. Sure I was nineteen but who said I had to dress like one? Running my hands through my boy-cut red hair I stretched, my back cracking in several places. I then sat down at my desk to check my e-mail and do some homework.
I hadn't been on my laptop more then ten minutes when my mom came into my room and started to yell at me because of the D in my math class. I was trying my best in that class, I really was, but it just never seemed to be good enough.
After a good fifteen minutes of yelling she stomped out of my room, slamming the door as she went. The stinging of tears came to my eyes, but I refused to let them fall. Grabbing my five Transformer models from their places on my shelf and held them close to my chest and curled up on my bed. I didn't care if the sharp plastic pieces were pressing into my skin and leaving marks, I just needed to hug something, and they were always there and never judged me.
Sniffling, I clung to the five Transformers like a lifeline and wished. I wished for someone that would hold me and comfort me when everything seemed to be falling apart. I've never asked for much, I whispered in my mind. I just want a friend. Then I fell into darkness.