Seclusion

Broken

i quickly turned my head around the tree and sitting on the other side was a boy my age smiling back at me, he had a red nose from the cold and the most beautiful green eyes and curly longish hair qith a black beanie on, afraid that i was staring to long i quickly turned back around

i heard some chuckling and then next thing i new the mysterious boy moved over to sit on my side of the tree, i shifted uncomfortably and bring my knees to my chest.

"i admire people who choose to shine even after all the storms they have been through" he said looking at me

i slowly looked up to see pearly green eyes "why do you say that"

"i can tell that your hurt, and i think that if i were you right now i would of cried like a baby and walk home" he said and as both chuckled

"i'm harry, and you are"? he said smiling at me as he reached his hand out to shake mine

"Jasmine" we stayed staring at each other for a few more seconds, normally if i did this with any other person it would be weird and odd but for harry it just felt like i wanted to stare in his eyes for eternity, yeah that sounds cliché but it was true.

"i have to go" i said breaking our gaze, i quickly got up and walked away leaving him there by himself,

maybe that was rude, but it was for the good, he was probably just like all the other boys. 

why would a boy like him even bother to talk to me, i'm nothing but a fat, disgusting ugly person that shouldn't even deserve to be alive

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i walked through my front door, i decided to walk home like harry said he would do if he was me, wait why am i even thinking about him?

as i walked into our lounge room i saw mum crying on the couch, sobbing with a picture of my sister in her hand, i walked over to her and grabbed the photo and put it on the table beside her, i grabbed my mum and embraced her in a tight hug.

'' it's ok mum'' i said still hugging her tightly

''no it's not ok jasmine, she's dead" she said crying even louder into my arm

"mum, whats done is done, we couldn't do anything about it" i said uncertainly

ever since my sister passed this year mum has been a complete different person, every night i hear her crying her self to sleep and being a single parent doesn't help either because i am the only one that can be there for her, i have to be strong, not only for her but my sister.

i slowly got up and went to the kitchen to grab her a glass of water i came back and gave it to her, flash backs of last month were running through my head, i remember i had to hold her for 2 hours on the bathroom floor just to make her stop crying.

if only she new how i felt to,

Its so hard to help a broken person when your still broken yourself.