Misfit toys

Break down the wall

Riley
I run my finger brown hair as let the tear fall down my cheek, sat on the floor of my room. As I run my fingers across the carpet the soft texture Against my fingers felt like heaven but the walls felt like hell I felt mind insane as my heart start beat sped up. You know that feeling of not being safe in your own body and feel like you're attacking yourself with your fear That takes over you and with that being dangerous in itself and I never understood how depression can make you want to hurt yourself make you want to kill yourself without a clear with reason. the blood rushing to your body almost tainted and if anything this room was like a prison but I was afraid to leave it. The whispers wouldn't stop his words still echoed in my head and i still feel it's fingertips across my leg I can still feel the sting from the slap that he's laid across my face and the blood the dripped down my my lip. The memory lives on yet he lives free but maybe that was my fault maybe I had some sort of love somewhere left in my body maybe it was the drip of fear that he gave me I was confused yet everything about this room was innocent pure and upon a time it was me. I felt the change inside of me I felt the deep deep down in my soul with a blood runs cold. I wasn't that girl anymore she wasn't me and I wasn't her and yet we were the same people but the only difference was I was broken and she was whole only blood made us one and also the blood made us different as blood ran that through my vain made me cold the tears I cried was the one that she never seen. I finally got up from the floor and made my way to the mirror over my dresser I looked at myself for the first time in weeks not trying to pick up the things were bad about me but trying to figure out all things that made me whole " i'm Riley Elizabeth Matthews, I'm 16 and smart and beautiful I'm afraid of the dark I'm not fearless but I'm willing to stand up for myself i'm not perfect but no one i'm empty make me whole again" I whispered to myself trying to figure out why this meant so much to me as the tears run down my face replacing the dried ones. " teach me how to love myself again " that's word slipped out of my mouth but at moment I felt free not healed but free from what held me down she is me I am her we just have a long way to be healed and I'll take that journey either way it go breaking down every wall I build up in the last couple weeks until One day, I'm free...

This is really short but it's powerful in away, I wanted to use a strong issues in the story because I want to show real-life in a TV show not perfect but willing to work to get there willing to get better and showing everyone have their struggles. I felt like taking on the stronger issues this is more of a story for me and if you like it that's great but you got to be open-minded because with pain there Love and with love there life With life there's come struggle.