The Unwanted Girl (On-Hold)

Along the Street

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It was friday.

My three loyal friends abandoned me today, well not literally but it feels like as if was. Each of them have some important things to do with their lives on the same day.What a perfect coincidence!

Sighing deeply, I held my jacket hood on and marched on the street. My steps were sluggish and my mind isn't on the roads. I was just in a deep i-can-hardly-figure out thoughts. Then suddenly, a suffering voice of a little girl perked my ear. I look ahead to find where the noise came from. And there i saw from the distant, a group of kids who looked wild and fearless with their worn-out dress.With whatever purpose, cornering a little girl who looks a bit like them. What made my heart sank is to watched them bullying her despite how fragile and helpless she is. Way back in school, i can be tough but seeing this kids, i remember how i became who i am now. I can be that girl or that kids bullying her. In a different way, somehow. I stopped where i am and my lightning-like memory came back.

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Mom, Dad, Anjoe and i used to go in the mall every sunday.We played whatever we want in the toy world, we eat icecream together in our favorite ice cream parlor, we roamed around the hall holding each other's hand.We looked perfect. Back then, that was the most special day of my life. The sense of happiness was overwhelming and i just can't stop smiling all the way, thinking how lucky i am to have them, my family.

"I want to go up there!" Anjoe my five years old brother, plead me.

I kneeled down to face him. 

 "We can't go up there...without mom and dad" I said in a puppy looks to convince him but he frowned to show me his disappointment. I am about to pull him closer for a hug but he ran away.I ran after him without even bothering my parents who are both busy with the Furniture store personnel.

"Anjoe!!!!" I called him. But he wasn't listening. He kept on running like he was throwing a tantrum.

It was then i heared a scream... "Aaaaaaahhh-" 

A scream that could send you a wave of fears. 'Anjoe'  I stopped in midway as the possible thoughts getting through my nerves. People were screaming hysterically. I knew in my mind it was 'anjoe' but it was my body who can't respond. I stayed where i am like i forgot to do the simplist thing in the world. I was petrified.

Mom and Dad ran down the escalator. But i was still there. 'Should i run down there? Should i-'

"Anjoeeee!!!! " My Mom and Dad's voice shivered my spine. It was then my heart started to beat fast like it had stopped for a while. 'Anjoe...' I slowly stepped my feet toward the escalator and i almost lost my energy to watched the scene below. From my place, i could see the unconscious body of Anjoe covered with blood while Mom fainted in my Dad's lap. I was shocked and devastated. 'Is everthing my fault?' 

beep*beep*beeeeeeeeeeep*

'Anjoe was gone...He was gone...on that day i once thought special.' I badly want  to cry out loud but it feels like as if i had no tears to shed anymore. I don't now, where it goes. The pain was beyond overwhelming.

With what happen, Mom and Dad hated me...they were blaming me for Anjoe's death. Back then, i was deprived and treated like i'm a curse. It was all my fault, they were insisting it. Even my relatives and neighborhoods who wasn't there when it happens thought the same. No one stood there on my side. No one ever dared to ease my pain as a sister who lost her one and only brother. I loved Anjoe so much like no one can...but am i really the one to blame for?

I don't know how or when this transformation of mine began. One day, i just woke up and swore to myself to be tough. So, the new Andrea was born. Theres no one else in the world that could feel for me, i have to sink it in. Pretentions. Yes, it will help me forget the pains.

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"Noooo!" the poor girl's voice brought me back to the reality. I didn't notice my face got wet in tears. 'Did i cry?' I wiped it with the back of my hand. I held high my head and take a deep breath. 'I can't be weak'

"Hey!!! What do you think you're doing kiddos? Stay away from her if you don't want to lie on your butts, crying in pain" I said as i put my hands in my jeans like a 'tomboy', giving them a dagger looks. The kids glanced at me and gave me a deadly glare. I walk closer to them without any sign of fears, i reached for my pen from my bag which appeared mini-knife when it was close. I played it with my fingers while giving them a sinister smile, making them back off and ran like a frightened dogs.

 I kneeled down to face the girl and wiped the tears in her face. As i did it, Anjoe's angelic face popped in my mind. I shooked my head and raised up from the ground.

"Why-did you-help me?" Her voice was so innocent. 'I was been as sweet as her before'.

I Smiled at her sweetly. "Because i loved to..." I said and patted her in her shoulder gently.

After the girl had left safely. I was alone again as i passed through the long road of the streets. My mind was floating on the air and i can barely recognize what i am thinking. The cold breeze hitted my skin and my bubbly hair flipping freely in the sides. It was then i heard some footsteps from my back, bringing me back to reality. My senses getting alert this time.

I clencehed my hand into fist and was ready to fight before turning around.

But there's no one.

It was twilight but i could see well. There was nobody. May be, i am just getting paranoid. This time, i walked faster.

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Finally, i was home. But i will be fine in my room locked in there. I walked through the hallway and unfortunately met Mom.

"Andrea! What time is it and your...." My Mom's eyes is circling like any minute it'll popped out of it's sockets. But i interrupted her. "Look like you care? You know it Mom..." I said in a tiring voice and headed to my room.

I locked the door and threw myself in my bed. From the kitchen, i could still hear her unending yells while Dad on the other hand, would try to shut her out. Not because he was defending me, of course. It happens that Dad hated mouths because he was so serious, quiet and cold as ice. Mom may not ends up her daily spell but Dad in different way, will never ever talk to me. And that's the worst you know. 'I lived like i had no Father'

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'Ian kissed me and i found myself kissing him back. We kiss in sync and it feels like that was the sweetest thing i ever done in my life. But suddenly, he pulled away and smirked on me.  

"You really like it huh?"

I blushed in so much shame and slap him across his face.

"You toyed me!"

"And you let me."

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I woke up and found myself panting. Sweats were pouring down my forehead. 'It can't be!' It was just a dream yet it felt so real. Worst Nightmare ever. I slapped my own self to cut off the flashbacks on my head who kept playing there. It was so disgusting that i dreamt about that guy, i didn't even know him personally and i don't really care about his past. Of all people, why him?

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