I scrunched my hair up in my towel to dry it. After a minute or so I slipped into my silk pyjamas and tucked myself into bed, grinning while recalling the night. That night I had the best sleep of my life, I found a sort of relaxation knowing that I killed someone.
Margaret my adoptive mother shook me awake whilst saying "Come on sweetie, I know you don't like school, but you have to go." I groaned and sat up, I followed Margaret downstairs to my kitchen where golden-brown pancakes were sitting on the table. It seemed like a dream, maybe it was God's way of thanking me for ending the suffering of myself and the other kids Elizabeth bullied. I used to have a friend, but she couldn't survive the brutal bullying forced on the kids of Westview that weren't perfect or took the spotlight away from Elizabeth for too long. To put into words Elizabeth was the most malevolent person on Earth. Honestly, I think Elizabeth and I were quite alike considering we took people's lives except she continued doing it.
As I opened the front door I watched in anger as the school bus went right past my house.
Fruitful words followed along with Margaret trying to calm me down ensuring she will drive me to school. I hated going to school but going to school in Margaret's car was something I hated more. My entire life I struggled with social anxiety, but high school made it ten times worse. The thought of people looking at me and thinking I was weird or ugly felt like fire burning at my skin. I know beauty isn't something I lack but compared to the beauty standards in Westview I was not making heads turn when I walk into the room. Normally when Margaret would drop me off at school a block away from the entrance. We were in the car when the radio stated, "Breaking news: Elizabeth Tyler is missing, if you have any information regarding her where abouts please call the local police station." Margaret replied to the announcer saying, "Poor Elizabeth, she always seemed like a nice girl." God Margaret is so innocent. She parked the car outside of the bookstore and gave me a hug saying "goodbye." While I grabbed my backpack and walked to school.
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Sincerely, Gwen.
Misterio / SuspensoGwen is a cliché bullied girl with lethal tendencies. [Discontinued] :]