Stranded

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"He didn't know the truth!" I screamed outloud with a cackle as the tears streamed down my face.

It was so very funny that I found myself at the side of the highway with a stalled SUV, muddied converse with my hair whipping furiously in the brutal winds.

I had to laugh because it was just so funny. What a sight I must've seemed to that car that just sped past.

I must look completely insane. Not really sure what to do I pop the hood and look inside with misty eyes.

I knew nothing about cars and its not like I could see anything because my vision was clouded with sadness and my mind was over run with thoughts of him.

There I stood in front of the bonnet shivering in the cold wind. My t-shirt
did little to help the situation as the baby blue material was too thin.

The blue wasn't a vibrant one like the eyes I wish I could see again.

I laughed out loud thinking of how decietful those eyes were. Too full of life and energy to stay grounded.

It was far too cold to stay outside for long. I walked back to the driver's seat laughing and crying like the maniac I had somehow developed into.

"Damn!" I, in all my vast sense, locked the keys in the car.

I press my face up against the window to see my scarf, phone and keys. All those things are now rendered useless because of the separation and my inability to use them.

The bloody luck I've been having today was unbelievable.

First thing this morning I confirmed that Mitchell was in fact a cheater. I had my speculations for a while now but it was one of those things that I just didn't want to be true.

I think when its all over it all comes back in flashes. Its like a koleidescope of memories it just all comes back, but he never does. I think part of me knew the second I saw him that this would happen.... the worst part of it all wasn't losing him, it was losing me.

I had done things I never thought imaginable with him and now its all gone, he's all gone and I'm left at the mercy of the wind to be blown away.

I dropped down to the side of the road surely soiling my blue jeans as half of my butt was in the damp grass.

Surely a girl who sits by the roadside crying and laughing must be the definition of insanity. That's how I felt anyway.

I think this is how the Madhatter must've felt when he thought that he was nothing but a hatter.

I pull my knees up close to my chest and wrap my frail arms around my weak knees.

Even though I was out in the open I put my head down. It's not like I could have gotten any more vulnerable at that moment.

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Hello there
I know that this first chapter wasn't scary but the time for that will come.
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