Tears and a ice cold restroom floor never a good mix,I been siting here for over a hour but my feets just can't find a way to get up,feels like longer yet I keep sit here just thinking.
Today is just not my day I keep thinking over and over again but yet again here I am sitting on a ice cold floor,Tear in my eye and bet i look worse then I feel.
I hear women walking in and out the restroom yet I feel saver in here then out there.
Come on just get up Shannon I keep thinking ,I pick up my feet up sit on the toilet,better then the dirty floor.
Running my hand through my hair just thinking how hard this going be I mean we were happy just a few weeks ago,It don't feel that long ago.
Guess the saying are true time fly when your in love.
What is love,A feeling or just pretty words.
hard to tell sometime,But here I am eightteen in a restroom crying for the last hour.
I look down at my bag and pick it up and slowly open the stall door to see if im alone,great noone in here with me I think.
I walk over to the mirror and look at myself,I look horribe makeup running every where all you see is my green eye.
I pull my makeup bag out my purse and try fix up,after alot makeup I look at myself,I'm not that bad looking I guess even though I feel horribe at the second.
I Have green eye, red hair,(Im irish so it works with the temper) and pale white skin.
I keep looking at my self thinking this is it,when all of a sudden a woman walk in and run into the restroom stall,I look down at my bag and side this is it.
I pick up my stuff and walk over to the door and take in one last breath before opening the door.
YOU ARE READING
Thorns
Novela JuvenilA young girl trying forget the pass.New life,new town trying fit in is the worse of her worries when she meet two boys,both mysterious in there own ways.Can one of them find a way into her broken heart?? Or will the pass destroy her future
