I sat there, tears rolling down my face, in the dark corner feeling hopeless and lonely. I stood up and tried to forget it but I dropped back to the ground. I picked up my head and my vision became blurry. I thought to myself the most beautiful memories can become awful dreadful nightmares. I said in my hoarse voice, "One stupid mistake can ruin you, just one frickin' mistake hurts you." I couldn't express my feelings I hid them away I wouldn't let anyone in. I rejected anyone who tried to help, I blocked them out with a wall, a wall of rejection. My heart pounded, my head ache, and I felt so sick inside. I got up from my corner, all wobbly, and looked myself in the mirror. When I looked up at myself, my eyes were red, mascara ran down my face. I looked at myself and said, "Look at yourself you are a mess, who could ever love a girl like you!" I fell to my knees breaking down again. Was this really my fault?
