Third person POV
She looked out among her peers that she had known all her life.
They were laughing.
She didn't know if they were laughing at her.
She just knew that they were laughing.
Fingers were point in her direction.
Judge filled glares were targeted towards her.
She didn't know what she did.
She had been the quiet girl in class.
The girl who would help all.
The girl who was too scared to speak her mind.
Why were they laughing at her?
Are they laughing at her?
She felt like all eyes were on her.
Were they even?
She closed her eyes tight in hope this nightmare would end.
She didn't do anything wrong.
She always helped when she was needed.
She always helped those who were hurting.
So why were they laughing at her?
What did she do?
Then she opened her eyes.
She was back in her bedroom.
She was in her bed.
No one was there.
No one was laughing at her.
No one was pointing accusing fingers at her.
It was only her.
She took in a sharp breath and looked around her room.
She wasn't in school around her peers.
She was just in her bedroom.
With a new fear unlocked.
The fear of failure.
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Little Things
AléatoireHere's just a bunch of random short stories kind of. There's some real stuff in here that I am going through along with random little stories. There were also be some inspirational stuff in here as well! TOPICS IN THIS MAY BE TRIGGERING SO READ WI...
