my first love

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I look over as the sun sets I hear voices in my head. Then I hear a voice that call to me. I ignore and go into my little world of sadness. The voice yells loudly and ruined my world. He yells to me.
" hey you girl hello its cold and dark follow me ....hello an-"
I look over my shoulder cutting him off and I say loudly right back to him

" why ask me a stranger with a mask to follow you leave me in not the friend you want or follownow go leave i like to be alone."
The guy looks at me and sees the scars and the blood stains all over me i could tell be was. I justsaw the look in his eyes. He slowly sticks out his hand and look down and smiles.
" come on i dont care what you say ill drag you with me if I need to"
Look at him and question myself. How can this guy see straight though me. Why is he like this. Do i want do follow him. I mean I dont look good. I stand up and look at him. He starts to walk away and I follow. We walk to a little shelter. Fire is going we are soaked from the rain poring down. He walks in and then invites me in the little shelter.
He takes his shirt off then step out side in the rain. I take my sweat shirt and my white short dress in on. I take my mask off to dry. He walks in I look over and miss the stick. I almost fall in the fire when he. Quickly grabs my arm and pulls me over. I close my eyes and open them slowly. He's on top of me and he look at my face. I have no right eye scars are on my nose,forehead,and lips. He puts his hand on my face as I look away. My body trembles the only thing on my mind is. He the first knew in my life have seen me the real me! Now what do I do go on with life tell myself its not a big deal the hell do I me April Weast!

" your face and body I- is covered in scars all over " he says.
." wh-what about it. " I say. Scared

He gets up and slowly sits by the wall and I sit in the corner not saying a thing a word to anyone. I looked over slowly and his face was bright red. All I thought was what a idiot looking at me like I'm weird or look stupid. This is why some men make me stupid

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