As I walked through the two tall doors all the noise from before, just stopped. I tried to ignore the feeling of eyes boring into my sides. The eyes of my peers. When I'm here all I am seen is a monster. Wait! That's it. Monster. That name. That's what she called me. That night. The last time I cried. The last time I felt something other than all numbness.
Sometimes, I'm not even sure if I'm a living human being, or just an extra in a game. Some simulator, using the world as if life was just some test to see if you were strong enough (or worthy enough) to pass it. Id fail. Id be called a cheater for going through this world feeling nothing. Whats the point of a test if it doesnt waver the testes' mental capacity?
As I walk through the hallway I begin to wonder.. Why? Why all of the sudden when everything was finally going so well in my life?
My vision suddenly became cloudy. I wasn't given the chance to answer, as I was knocked out of my thoughts and back into reality.
Just my luck. I heard the yelp of something. A person. Rather small to be here. In hell.
Oh my goodness! I am so so sorry I hear, as my vision slowly starts clearing up and I realize that I'm on the ground. The brat actually managed to catch me off guard. Knock me down. I look up at the small person.
I take a second to stare at the hand offering me help. Does she know who I am? Why is she not running? My train of thought was cut short when the bell rang. She apologized one last time before unfolding a piece of paper that was stuffed in her pocket. She looked at it for a second, then as fast as her miniature legs could go, she ran. I just picked myself up from off of the ground.
I noticed that people were still stunned that a mere midget like her could knock me off my feet. I turned myself around and glared at the people who were in my path. It took them a second to register who I was looking at. I wasn't even sure of that myself at that point. I took a warning step in their direction and they finally realized that if they hadn't moved then, they would have been paralyzed for life.
They all ran the other direction in realization of that fact. All coward-like. No one has ever had the nerve to stand in my way for long. Of course, I don't blame them. If I were in their shoes, I wouldn't want to be in the way of a 6,4 giant whom everyone calls a psycho either.
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Hi I'm Kassidy! And you guys are reading the first part/chapter of my book! I am a teenage writer(but my actual age is classified, but I think you would be pretty surprised if you knew) I really would like for my job in the future to be a writer. This is not my first book, but it is the first one that I am choosing to publish! So I guess I'll leave it there! I just hope that you enjoy the book! :)
Sorry about this! I know the chapter is pretty short, but that's just where I decided to end it. The chapters going on in this book may be pretty short, but I hope to make a lot of them, so please don't hate me for it! :) -Kassidy
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Monster
RomanceHope A feeling of expectation and desire for a certain thing to happen. Hope is a word used to describe the feeling of need; desire. I have never felt this feeling. Or, maybe it's just that I never wanted to.. Isaiah Jackson. The local emotionless g...