It's a bitterly cold winter's night. Snow has susscessed in covering every inch of ground with white. The sky is pitch black with no sign of light. It's so depressing, creepy even. Just the way I like it.

However, you could barely tell from where I was. Stuffed into a scorching hot gym, feeling beyond uncomfortable in a spaghetti- strapped dress. Bumping into hundreds of people in the same space as you. Music so loud that you can't even hear the person next to you. The people dancing like idiots because they think it's attractive. It sickens me. The entire idea of winter formal sickens me.

I don't belong here. I never wanted to be here. I rather be practicing the drums right now, but no. My two best friends had to storm into my house, force me to wear the only dress I owned, and literally drag me to the dance.

"It'll be so much fun!" said Danielle.

"You need more confidence! This will do the trick!" said Annie.

"I hate you." I replied.

How the heck did they think dirty dancing and mobs of make out scenes would boost my confidence? How is standing around half naked and hearing loss fun? Sure, the music wasn't that bad, and if you didn't mind what other people thought of you, it'd be alright. But I promise you, I am not one of those people. Never will be. Not after the year of 2009.

Mom says I should of moved on by now. It happened. Life goes on. We have to accept it. She may be right, but I don't think I'll be able to for a long time. The year of 2009 was horrid.

First, an aunt who'd I never met passed away. I know that happens to everybody, but this was different. Everyone said we were exactly alike. My mom said I was destined to follow her footsteps. Now no one will speak of her. Now I'll never know who I'm supposed to be.

One week later, a boy who I'd liked from afar for a long time finally talked to me... to ask me to ask my best friend out for him. It broke my heart, and shattered the little confidence and self esteem I had left. I've never regained it since.

Then came the worse. My dearest and closest cousin committed suicide. My world came tumbling down. The tragic event put my life in a whole new perspective- unfortunately for the worse.

Nothing has been the same since.

Now here I am, in the corner of a room filled with attention-greedy, self-centered airheads, while Danielle and Annie are... doing whatever that is... to their boyfriends. It's disgusting.

Suddenly, I begin to feel light headed, and my knees start to shake. I need to get out of here. I make my way to the door. It seems so far away, and the crowd makes it all the more difficult to get through. I finally reach it, but before I can take a step out, a cold slimy hand grabs ahold of me and pulls me into the middle of a human circle. I am face to face with 5 big senior football players- all drunk.

" Hey there doll face. Wanna dance?" he sputters. He pushes me into his friend, and I become the ball in a game of catch. I become very dizzy by the time they finish, One hand reaches for my face, and then I feel the gym floor beneath me.

Screaming.
Silence.
Darkness.