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Sophia's dirty red converse hit the pavement with each sluggish stride she took, the laces were untied but she honestly didn't give it a second thought. Her eyes stayed glued to her feet below her, she was too tired to rise them any farther.
The sun's harsh rays were beating against her back, her backpack feeling as if it gained weight by the second. Her face and armpits were sweaty, and the soles of her feet were sore beyond belief. It was a hot spring day, but it honestly felt more like summer to Sophia. "I hate this stupid sidewal-" She cut the sentence off early. Best not to waste her precious breath complaining.
She felt so tired, she was slowing down with each minute it took to walk home. Even the lice in her head seemed lethargic, slowing down their crawling, and all of them stopped biting her scalp. She brought her hand to itch her head, picking a handful of lice out, and throwing them on the sidewalk. The sidewalk was so hot that when she threw the lice on it, the sidewalk smoked and fried the lice.
She looked over to the lice that were currently frying. She almost felt bad for them, what they were going through must be an extremely painful ending, she felt a bead of sweat roll down her neck and back. She suddenly felt her stomach rumble, she could definitely go for some fried lice and onions. She walked over to them a bit quicker than she was walking before. She bent over, though her obese self couldn't go that far. She scooped them off the steaming sidewalk with her chipped nails and brought them to her mouth. She slowly chewed them up, her yellow teeth moving in synch to crush the lice into a soft mush that she could digest. It could definitely use some onions, peppers, and seasoning, but she could go without.
She rose from her position and continued walking back home. She slung her long brown hair from side to side with each step, lice falling out with every swing. Her shoes were almost broken, the red fabric now more of a faded brick red. The untied laces used to be white, but now they were a light brown. Her back ached; it was getting hard to move. She lowered her 213-pound body onto the sidewalk into a sitting position. She hugged her knees up to her chin and closed her eyes, trying to think of happy thoughts. The first thing that came to her mind was home. Her walls with tan colored paint, the cool grey carpet, the air conditioner. It seemed so far away, though it was only about quarter of a mile. She rested for a few more minutes before she willed herself to get back up. She balanced all of her weight on her legs while using her arms to balance herself. It was a long walk home.
Her legs and feet burned and ached as she took rough steps onto her wooden porch. The door ahead of her was a solid white door, although a little broken down, it looked perfect in her eyes. She wanted to scream and fall to her knees in happiness. She decided against it, instead just sighing and giving a small smile.
She brought the key out of her pocket and gazed at it in relief. She slowly but surely stuck it into the lock on her door. It was a hard day at school, and an even harder time walking home today. But that doesn't matter anymore, it's over. Well, until tomorrow. She has school tomorrow. It'll be another long walk home.
THE END
