Happy girls shine brighter.
I guess that's why I haven't been shining lately.
I'm starting to get sick of the all the Happy and I'm starting to look for something real. No one knows that I'm not happy though.
It's just that I've been shinning duller. My laughing has been less then stellar and now is kinda flat. My smiling has been less then white and inviting. Because the positive drugs don't seem to work on me anymore. Figures.
How can you take the little happy someone has and make it bigger, when suddenly there's no more happy to inflate.
The cuts can only run so deep until you realize that the pain is just so dull. Kinda like the way I've been shinning. And no one sees the blood drop until it stains the carpet and you start crying hoping no one sees you cry. Amity kids don't cry. You stop crying.
Maybe that's why Amity colors are red and yellow. Red for the blood, yellow for the light at the end of the tunnel that we'll never reach.
Happy girls shine brighter.
Amity girls don't shine.
Remember when this was just a one shot? Now its a two shot. Nevertheless, I'm thinking of doing a spin off of this and doing a series. So…check it out. I just started my Candor Girls story, and Amity girls and Erudite Girls should be the next two!
xoxoQueenbee19