She sits there in silence, waiting, watching the crowd. Seeing groups of people hugging, laughing, having a good time and there she is, sitting alone in silence. getting an occasional hello from teachers.
Why is she alone? Why doesn't anyone anyone notice?
The bell rings, everyone goes to class. She sits alone in the front while others go sit with friends. Silence is what comes out if her, silence.
She doesn't mind being alone, no bitchiness, no drama but it does get lonely, too lonely. It would be nice if someone other than teachers tried to talk to me.
Time to go home, she talks her head off so her mom wouldn't notice. She doesn't want her to know what she's feeling because she doesn't want her mom to feel like she has failed.
Maybe she just have to get over it and just live with it, maybe it's just meant to be that way.
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Short StoryThis is just somewhere where I write all my little notes in my head out onto a little book. If it's bad I'm sorry, if you hate it I'm sorry, if no one is reading this then I don't care. If someone happens to have a request of what I should write the...