Alone

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I don't know why but it seems as if I'm all alone. When I tried hanging with Clara she kind of just brushed me off. She said she wanted to hang out with David that day. I just thought to myself...Of course. She just wants to hang out with her boyfriend. I guess I'll just hang out with one of my other friends instead. Easier said than done.

As I was walking through the halls I saw Kate and Maryann sitting in front of their lockers talking. I stopped in front of them. I turned and asked Kate what they were talking about and if I could join. They said that they were just about to leave to talk to a teacher that had lost a couple of their asignments that they either had to find or make up the work. They didn't have it so they were going to spend the rest of the day making it up. I said that it was fine and that I would see them the next day.

Just as I was about to leave Chris ran right past me. He said hello and that he couldn't stay and talk because the coach on the soccer team wanted him to come by and work on his running time because his records showed that he had gotten slower and slower all year. I wished him good luck.

I just couldn't understand it. Why was everyone so busy...well almost everyone. Oh, right, I could just hang out with Nacomi and Laia. I walked to where they always hung out but then I realized that they wouldn't be there. Their teacher had called both of them in because they were accused of starting a fight in photography.

I tried finding Trevor but he was no where to be found either. I was utterly alone. The main reason why I don't like being alone is because I seem to slip into a depressed mood. I tried my hardest not to let it bother me. I mean it's not like they intended to do it on purpose, did they? Thankfully there was a small play ground that is usually deserted that was a few of blocks away from the school.

I started walking through the hallways and out the front door of the school. Then I slowly started to pick up my pace. I went faster and faster and faster until I was completely sprinting. I ran and I ran trying to leave my lonely self behind. I ran one block, two, three. Houses blurred past me as I got closer and closer to the park. I threw myself at a swing and pumped my legs as hard as I could until I was soaring in the air. I thought to myself if I let go of the chains I would has the true feel like I'm flying. I closed my eyes and let go. The swing got pulled out from under me and I felt the air grab at me. I hit the ground, landing on my hands and knees. I flop down on my stomach, roll onto my back and open my eyes to look at the sky. It was the nicest shade of sky blue imagineable. I didn't want to think about how I was alone so instead I grabbed my phone out of my backpack and started listening to my playlist.

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I must have fallen asleep because as I open my eyes again, which I had no recollection of closing, I noticed that the sun had gone down substantially. Yet, it wasn't the time passing that woke me up, it was the dark figure standing over me. Apparently my vision was still cloudy because I couldn't quite tell who the person was. The only thing I got was that he was talking to me.

"Christine right? I've been wanting to talk to you alone for a while, but you were always with your friends. I guess that's what I get. Anyways, do you have time to spare so we could talk?" the deep voice said.

"Uh, yeah, I guess. Who are you? Do I know you?" I said.

I stood up and wiped all the grass that clung to my clothes. I then sat back down so that I could be more comfortable. I had a feeling that this would be a long conversation.

"You might have heard of me," he said, "from a friend or so. You might even recognize me from school but I doubt that you would match my name to my face. But tell me about yourself?"

He was trying to avoid answering my question. Why wouldn't he want me to know his name? Of course I could just be perinoid, but still. I probably should at least be polite enough to talk for a moment. Why was my vision still foggy?

I rubbed at my eyes to see if that would help but all it did was make my eyes itch. I tried harder and harder to see clearly. Nothing helped.

"Is something wrong?" Mysterious Person said.

"No. Just can't really see all that clearly. I should be fine in a moment."

"Actually it might take you some time. You see you've been asleep a lot longer than you might think. Well, I'm guessing some thing must have gotten in your eyes and so you will need to wash your eyes out."

"How would you know?"

"I had the same thing happen to me. I'll let you wash your eyes and I'll talk to you later."

He left me as if nothing had gone on just moments ago. I thought to myself great, so now everything is blurry and I'm alone in a park, and to make things worse is that it is almost dark. Fortunately there was a bathroom not to far away. I slowly made my way over to it and started flushing my eyes. I had learned the procedure in a science class years ago.

Everything started to get clearer. I was at least able to get home. I had supper, did my homework and went to bed. I tried quieting the thoughts in my head. It always is a challenge. Tonight is no exception. I slowly drift off in to dream land as one thought leaves until there are no more.

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Sorry that it's been so long since I've published. I've been super busy ever since I last published. I thought that today should be different considering it's my birthday or at least was depending on when and where you read this. I don't know how much I can publish now a days but since I'm back I'll try to get it back up to publishing on Sundays. But I'm not garanteeing anything just yet. I will apoligize one more time for taking this long to publish. I hope I see you guys soon. And for those that are still reading my writing work still, I thank you for not giving up on me. Oh and sorry for not having a pic for this chapter. I'll try to have one for the next one.


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