Hated

The Enemy

We talk about the elements of principles for the next two hours. It felt like four. We finally make it lunch after only God knows how long. I don't know which one is worse. School or food? I'd rather not choose.

I sit next to my friends. The ones who eat and wonder why the hell I'm not stuffing my face full of the nasty pigeon meat, as far as we know. Today is sloppy joes. Who knows what's in there?

I lay my head on the table while my friends start talking. Their voices swirl around again, as if they were all one person talking in different languages at once. I press my fingers against my temples as an attempt to stop the voices from colliding against each other. It doesn't work.

You should introduce me to your friends. Show them what you are made of. Show them how strong you are. Show them you are worth nothing without me. SHUT UP! NEVER! You know you love me! You know you can't live without me. Maybe not, but I know how to shut you up.

The teacher calls us over to get our food. I know what I have to do to make the voice go away, but it is so risky. I couldn't possibly do it... Or could I?

Before I know it, I am in line waiting for the lunch lady to slop a pound of gunk on two buns and call it lunch. She does just that as we move along the row of fat. I pick up four carrots and three tomatoes. Enough to make the pain settle a little bit. My head is hurting so bad I close my eyes again.

When I open my eyes my tray is covered in curly fries and strawberry ice cream. Look what you have done now you fat ass! I squeeze my eyes tight and open them to find my four carrots and three tomatoes.

The voices fade away when I get back to my table and take a bite of the carrot. They aren't gone forever, in fact they aren't even gone. They are just taking a break so they can unleash everything on me later because I put the food in my fat face.

I eat the last three carrots and chew slowly so I can savor every moment as if it was my last. Who knows. It might be. I stare at the tomatoes for the last ten minutes before stuffing them into my face and dumping the rest in the trash.