Why does everything always come down to a final straw. It was such an odd expression to me, it had always been odd. I could never really pinpoint what its origins really could have been, just speculation after speculation. I always wondered why I tried so hard to get to the bottom of things, but when I tried hard, it was never hard enough, so thinking about trying hard was a big no, because it just made me try hard about thinking about trying hard, which just made everything more difficult and confusing. One day, though, a new girl moved into my small little town, and being the way I am, I wanted to "get to the bottom" of her. I tried to strike up a conversation with her quite a few times, but never really got the chance, the thought of not knowing a single thing about this girl drove me crazy.
After a while, she began talking to everyone, except for me. Pretty soon she was Ms. Popular, everyone's favorite person, and boy did they show it. I had never felt so betrayed in my life, and i don't no why, but I felt like this girl owed me something, even though I didn't even know her name. One day I saw my friend Emma talking to her, so gradually when they were done I asked Emma what the new girls name was. "Alasha! She's really nice, and pretty too!" She said this in such an odd manner, almost robot or zombie like, as if she was programmed to say that. I
I knew something was wrong, because one day, she approached me. "Do you have a problem with me?" She asked, in a VERY serious voice. She seemed super ticked, like I had said something bad about her straight to her face. "No... Why would we?" I asked, genuinely confused, having no idea what she was so disgruntled about. "You were talking to Emma about me yesterday, and I know it wasn't anything bad, but why didn't you just come to me?" Odd, I guess she had no idea I existed until now, literally. "You kept avoiding me, I guess not intentionally, but I never could get the chance to talk to you." She looked at me, and smiled "Well I'm sorry, It wasn't intentional, what's your name?" Now she asks my name. refreshing.
