"Stop worrying about someone that isn't worried about you.never leave your key of happiness in someone else's pocket"- Zayn Malik
(At the park)
After school Evelyn went home, got dressed and came to one of the places she always loved to come to have a peace of mind, the park. It's not the park she like but the huge tree which was in the end of the park. She climbed up the tree and a huge smile took over her face when she saw the beautiful scenery in front of her.she could never get bored of seeing it.
Taking her iPod out she clicked Wattpad and stated reading. This is what she always did to keep her mind and herself away from everyone. Most of the time she has been able to compare her life with the characters and she loved to experience new things.After completing a book she stared into space and thought about the one person who she loves the most but knows that love wouldn't be returned. It was mere crush wich had gradually formed into an even stronger feeling and she loved how her heart started beating really fast and that blush which creeped on her face whenever she heard his name. She equally hated how in reality she doubted if that person even knows her or thinks about her at all. She hated how he was miles and miles away from her and how she has seen him just a few times and spoke a few words. It broke her broken even more. She has never been in love so she didn't know how to cope up with this heartbreak and pain.
She thought whether only 'pain can drive away pain? Or love? 'After all what she went through and seen people go through she knew for a fact that pain can't get rid of pain, because it will only reminds us of it and make it even worse. Self harming is and never was a choice.so she did what she always did. Cried her eyes out, screamed her heart out and vented all her frustrations out not on anyone but alone just her and her feelings.
💲💲💲💲💲💲💲💲💲💲💲💲A/n- ya ya I know I said I won't update for a week but luck is in ur favor !!
Anyways starting from today I won't update for a week :(Quick info- self harming is BAD BAD BAD. It will just hurt u more and remind u more of ur pain every time u see the scars plus why ruin ur beautiful skin huh?
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Short StoryWill my friends understand me?parents? Are they telling the truth?am I really being selfish? Childish? Help Evelyn find answers along her journey of life! Love, sadness, happiness, betrayal, a mixture of emotions!