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Part 2

I don't know when I fainted, why I fainted. All I know is that I was found. Not by my class, of course, but by a gardener. Not because someone was worried about me, but because someone happened to stumble across me while doing their job. I remember a fire, a laugh, and then, the dark welcoming arms of the world. Pulling me down to black, to death. I shouldn't have woken up. Why did I have to wake up?  

Never mind. I need to go to class.

The first thing I noticed, what I now know, is that I'm more separated than ever. Not because of them, because of me. I can't concentrate. My vision is warped. Warped like I'm watching the world through a pane of glass, like I'm not a part of it. Everything I hear is scratchy and distant, and even my sense of touch is different.

I could stay here forever, in this desolate place. My sight is rimmed with black. I feel like the world in front of me is a movie, and I'm watching it from the front seat in an abandoned movie theatre. Only, this movie is black and white, and fading in and out with every second. And so, so glitchy. I think I could get used to this. A maniacal laugh escapes my lips. I'm glad no one is here. I have the eyes of a crazy person right now. My laugh is sure to sound mad, and dark. Even I know that. Anyone who saw this would think that this world has driven me to insanity. And that person would be right.

I can't take it anymore. Not since that person's laugh, not since that fire. Something in me has snapped, and now I've been lit up like never before.

They underestimate me. "She's just a kid" they think, "She's the weird girl that nobody likes". But I'm not nothing. I'm a venomous snake, insane and waiting to strike. I'm willing to do anything. Anything to fill this void, and to finally be acknowledged.