Drip. Drip. Drip.
I focus on the sound of the rain as I make my way down the sidewalk. This weather pretty much describes me.
Cold and disappointing.
I continue walking, observing my surroundings.
I notice the leaves falling off the trees, covering very much of the ground. There's a cute little old couple sitting on a bench, under an umbrella. They're holding hands and softly talking to each other.
The sight of it makes me feel.. better. Not happy, but better.
I carefully step over a puddle, noticing my reflection. I quickly look away from it though, not wanting to see the discolor and unhappiness of my face.
I make my way over the last hill, and school comes into view. In a couple of minutes, I'm at the front doors.
I stand at the edge of the crowd, waiting for the doors to be opened. Just one more day. I tell myself. You just have to get through this day.
The problem is that I tell myself this everyday. I know there are many more days to come though. Many more sad, depressing, lonely days.
The school doors open and I wait for the crowd of students to disappear before I make my way inside. I quickly go to my locker, and make my way to homeroom, which is global.
The teacher starts talking about some project we'll be doing soon. She says the we can work with someone else if we'd like.
I'll just work by myself though. It's not like I have any friends anyway. Becca used to be my partner for everything. Now I just don't work with anyone. I try to keep to myself.
We're all given time to start the project today in class, so I start doing some research.
The bell rings shortly after, signaling for class to be done. By the end of the period I had quite a good start on my project.
Second, third, and fourth period all go by in a blur. During most of that time I was overthinking things or in a daze. It's not like that's abnormal though.
Fifth period means it's time for lunch. I grab my things and head to the cafeteria. As I go to sit at my usual table, a girl comes up to me. I think her name is Sophie.
"Hey Allison, would you like to come sit with me and my friends?"
I shake my head. "No thanks." I mumble.
"Okay, well have a nice day!" Sophie says. That girl is way to nice. Maybe that's why she has so many friends.
I start walking to my usual table in the corner of the cafeteria. As I'm on my way, I notice a boy glancing over at me.
I've seen him around school before with his friends. We exchange glances once in a while, but that's it.
I glance back at him and he smiles. I turn away and sit down at my table. I don't like socializing with people. I cant help it, it's just the way I am now.
I pull out my favorite book, "The Fault in Our Stars" and continue rereading it for the fourth time. All I ever do in lunch is read, and sometimes go on my phone. I never eat, talk to people, walk around, or anything like that. No one really notices me, I'm just kinda there.
After lunch, the day usually goes by fast. I have chemistry, gym, and then study hall.
In study hall I always work on homework. I don't wanna have to do it at home, I'd rather read there. Today somehow, I manage to get most of my global project done.
After being dismissed, I start walking home. It's no longer raining outside, and the sun is starting to come out. I decide to take the long way home.
I walk through the park and notice the boy from lunch. He's sitting near a tree, laughing and talking to his friends. I wish I could still have times like that. I get through the park and continue walking as I turn onto my street.
I make my way down my drive way and onto the porch. As I walk through the front door, my mom greets me.
"Hey Allison, how was school today?" She asks.
"Same as always." I reply.
"Did you talk to anyone?" Same questions as always.
"Mom, sorry to walk out on you, but I'm gonna go up to my room now." I tell her in the kindest way possible.
"Okay sweetie, I'll call you down when dinner is ready."
I make my way upstairs to my room, and change into some sweatpants and a T-shirt. Then I look through some old pictures and wish things would go back to the way they were before.
Before I stopped eating regularly. Before I had no one to talk to. Before I just stayed at home in my room all the time. Before everything was ruined, before my life was ruined. Before I was broken.
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Hey! If you're reading this I just want to say thanks and to spread the word! I have a lot planned for this story, and this was kinda just like an intro, which is why it's so short! I'll be updating anywhere from every two days to once a week! Enjoy the story!
