New years wasn't special for Ariel.
Every year was the same for her.
Nothing changed.
Maybe she weighed a bit but that's all.
School was still there.
Her back-stabbing friends were still acting.
Single mingle like a potato still.
And she was still anti-social. How did she got friends? well, they were hanging with her because of her brains. Nothing special.
They were never there for her.
But it didn't upset her.
She was rather relive with it.
She was alone.
Every year was the same.
Nothing special.
31 December 2015
10:41PM
Ariel was in her room. Staring at the ceiling. It has been hours she was in that state, but she didn't care. She had stopped caring since the beginning anyway.
Bip.
Her phone went off.
Bip.
Bip.
Bip.
Messages were flooding into her inbox. But she didn't care.
She had fad up with all the fake wishes.
She was bored.
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