Walking was something she always did when she felt this way thus, she began to walk. A dull thud was in her stomach and she felt as if she had been sucked dry. That was it. She couldn't take it anymore. She was trying to control the dull thud as she walked. She really did, but it only grew as her light footsteps hit the pavement. She felt her face move into a grotesque scene of despair and felt disgust for she knew that she looked ugly. Her eyes grew cold as she tried to control them and she widened them in hopes to look slightly better, but deep down she knew that this was only causing her to look more like a freak than ever.
She hated it when people saw her emotions, she felt vulnerable, like they could see right through her act of weakness to see the harbored pain she felt every time she was ignored. Ever since that boy had noticed her she felt unhappy. It was like her life was like a pond of water that was never disturbed but suddenly a rock had been thrown in and the meniscus had been disturbed and ripples were shaking her and making her spill over at the edges. Ever since she just wasn't happy being ignored anymore. Every time someone bumped into her because they hadn't seen her and they didn't even apologize she grew angrier and at lunch when her so called friends pushed to the edge of the group because she didn't talk much and didn't have a boyfriend and didn't want to have sex till she was married and didn't want to cuss all the time and wasn't a pervert and just wanted to be normal, decent person, she felt more angry. Not to mention that girl.
That girl who had said they would be friends forever and smiled and laughed with her and said that she wanted to save herself for her husband. And said that cussing was wrong, was now a devising s#$% who wanted to ignore her and laugh at her not with her and act like she was a freak and tell her no one would want to hang out with her, sat hypocritically, making eyes at her terrible boyfriend who smoked pot and took a light at every opportunity.
Her eyes began to burn as she thought about it. Tears pricked her eyes and she ran like hell to find his house. Maybe just seeing him would make her feel better. She crawled over a fence towards the direction of his house. Then the strangest thing happened. She slammed right into a wall. As spots began to fill her vision she thought about how she did remember a wall ever beating or carefully guiding her to the ground befo-……….
Hey peeps! I'm so sorry I haven't updated sooner, (I was grounded for two weeks. ) Sorry all my stories are so depressing. I'm feeling kind of sad right now. Got some negative feedback. I'm so depressed I can't even get up to get some sake. Sigh…..