The morning breeze touched my face. I slowly opened my eyes and found children staring at me "is she dead?" Someone asked. I wish.
I just want to get out of here. The crowd of people makes me dizzy. Why are they all looking like that? Have they never seen a child lying on the ground before?
The Houseparent came and looked at me. She gazed at me up and down. She never had any emotions in her face but this time it was different. She looked at me with a look of hatred. As if she wanted me to actually die the night I spent outside. Without saying anything she quickly pulled me up, opened the front door and walked with me down the corridor. Her pace was fast. It felt like
she had to do something urgent.
The houseparent suddenly stopped at a large door. She opened and there was Staircase, a really long one. She looked at me blankly but I still felt her hint of hatred. "Approach the door" she said sternly. I did and suddenly I was pushed into the dark staircase.
I looked behind me and saw her locking the door. I slowly stood up and gazed at the door. People really despise me this much. I wanted to cry but I couldn't. My tears were used up. I already cried enough. People don't want me, people don't need me, People do need me to die. I lived my whole life in this orphanage and I know they always have despised me. I was different. People love to despise everything that is different. I understand that. I despise myself.
Love yourself don't. Love always gets you hurt. Hate yourself do. At least you know that you aren't worth it. I have always despised myself and forever will.
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Dying alone
Mistero / ThrillerA helpless girl seeking for answers, but this wish is something that will never come true. She grows up in an orphanage, without anyone, without anything. She tries to find the meaning of her life but is left with the question what is her purpose in...
