𝚈𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝙼𝚢 𝙰𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚕, 𝙱𝚊𝚋𝚢... {ENG}

𝟶𝟸-✨

-𝟶𝟾:𝟺𝟶-
The chemistry class had been going on for quite a while now, but I don't care about knowing  what forms whatever type of transformation. All I would like to know now is if I have a use for living in this world.

Yes, I know it's not right to think like that "because I'm more exceptional than I think" but the problem is that I don't believe in anything anymore. I don't believe in love anymore because of my ex who left me because he thought I wasn't that special. I don't even believe that I have a future because of my mother who discourages me and tells me again and again that "I'm good for nothing and that she would like to have a more responsible daughter with a reliable future" than me. And finally I can't count on anyone, I have no friends and the only people I could count on left me.

My grandmother died a few months ago...

{NDA: may she rest in peace🕊}

And my dad went to live with his new girlfriend.

I simply don't believe in anything anymore.

No one can understand the feeling of sadness and loneliness that I feel every day because of the number of bad things that have been said about me or the number of things that have happened to me. Because of all this, mentally I feel exhausted... I don't want this life anymore...

- Miss Louis, can you tell us how to calculate the mass of the earth?

- Sir, do you really think that this idiot can answer you? I don't know if you already know this, but she eats mud and it doesn't fit well inside. Claudia intervenes.

Everyone, except Claudia's boyfriend who is cold by nature, starts to laugh at me and I feel like my heart has officially given out from being pinched by sadness all the time.

- Ah the mud eater stopped working I think! Shouts a boy I didn't know existed.

I didn't think twice and decided to put my things in my bag and leave the room without saying anything.

I know that my mother is going to lecture me again about the fact that I walked out of class without saying anything to anyone and clearly it's either that or I cry in front of everyone and we're going to avoid all of that.

I go to the school bathroom and decide to call my dad who had given me his number in case I wasn't feeling well, but it goes straight to voicemail after calling three times.

I officially feel abandoned by the whole earth...

-𝟷𝟸:𝟹𝟶-
I didn't have the strength to go to the class that followed after chemistry, so I went to the art club that was held from eleven to noon.

I am currently in the high school canteen and I head to a table that was at the back of the cafeteria.

While walking towards it, I stumble because of a person who has been persecuting me for quite a while now.

- It seems that the mud-eater doesn't know how to walk properly, she says with a mocking tone.

She then emptied her glass filled with water on my head while I was on the ground.

- Hey Miss, you'll have to clean all this mess alone this time! She said, raising her voice. I'm tired of doing it all the time every day! By the same occasion I am going to have to ask you to learn how to stand on your legs because it is not possible anymore!

I stand up slowly, my head lowered because of shame, under the gaze and whispering of all the students standing in this cafeteria.

-𝟷𝟹:𝟸𝟶-
After spending several minutes trying to remove the sour sauce stain that wouldn't leave my top and crying all the tears of my body, I decide to go to my locker to retrieve some stuff.

When I open it I discover a neatly folded Nike sweater with a small post-it note on it.

"I'M SORRY FOR WHAT HAPPENED EARLIER. HERE IS A SWEATER THAT I WAS KEEPING IN MY LOCKER, JUST TO MAKE YOU FEEL CLEAN ;) "

I smile stupidly at this too-cute little intention I've been receiving for a while now. And yes, it's been a few weeks since I've been receiving little post-it notes and sweatshirts after the cafeteria episode.

I have no idea who it could be but I thank the person for being thoughtful towards me.
I can say that this person gives me a little hope...

~🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋~