She wake up in the morning feeling awful because of the nightmares she saw in her sleep and the tears she shed at night. Yet she wears her clothes and goes to school. the moment she enters the school she sees her friends standing in the distances, so she burry all her sorrows inside her heart and put on her best smile so no one would ask her the traditional question " what's wrong".
She greets her friends then goes to class and while the teacher is explaining the lesson, she's busy writing on a piece of paper the feelings that she refuses to express out loud, she lets the words flow from the pen describing the pain she feels inside. The bell rings and it is time for the break, she jokes and laughs with her mates ignoring the sting in her heart so she don't fall into tears in the middle of the school.
She doesn't want to seem weak therefore she hides the pain and the sorrow behind a smile and few laughs, she doesn't want people to notice that she's breaking down, that nothing in her life goes the way she expects, that the moment she closes her eyes nightmares are the only thing she sees. She refuses to admit that she spends her nights crying while listening to melancholic melodies because of a dad who is gone and people that don't give a shit. She never had a moment of peace and she is struggling since a young age.
She doesn't want to annoy people with her infinite issues so she replace a tear with a smile a scream with a laugh then at night when everyone is asleep and her only companion is darkness she lets the tears fall down her cheeks to stain the pillow and the sheets the only witnesses of her suffering
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A teenager's diary
Teen Fiction“There are wounds that never show on the body that are deeper and more hurtful than anything that bleeds.” ― Laurell K. Hamilton, Mistral's Kiss
