"happy birthday"
"Aww look shes crying"
*flash* *flash*
"Look at the birthday girl"
'Was this a dream I thought to myself?'
I didn't understand how everyone could be so happy for me. Why do they get to be happy on my day, the day I was supposed to be happy? I sat there, staring at objects that could keep me entertained longer than the family infront of me.
"Birthday girl, you get the first slice"
*flash* *click* *flash*
I just sat there. I said nothing to the family that stood infront of me. Just crying without an expression on my face.
The dark orbs of my eyes glistening with tears as the stream down my puffy cheeks down to the crook my my mouth. How could they possibly think I was happy? As my mother handed me the slice of cake she also gave out a piece to everyone, and when she was done they all sat down and started a conversation with one another. So I stood up, of course not noticed by anyone in the room, I walked outside and just walked. God knows where I was, but that wasn't stopping me. Nothing could stop me from anything.
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Best Friend
RandomHave you ever had a best friend? Some people haven't. Not all people that you think have your back are good.
