Pity Party

4

I start to throw the stuffing everywhere. I

cut of the heads of the stuffed animals and

toss them across the room. 'I'm laughing'

wildly looking and the disaster I'm making.

I continue this when I notice this shouldn't

have happened. 'I'm crying' now that I

realize people should have been here. This

was supposed to be a great party, the best

of all my birthdays. Gosh 'it feels like I'm

dying' inside. Why didn't they come? I

invited everyone. I feel one more tear go

down my cheek and suck in air. I then

scream. I screamed so loud I bet the

neighbors at each end of the block could

hear me. I stand up with the knife in hand

and begin crying again. I start to cut the

stuffed animals again and again. Getting up

I stab each balloon making them pop. I then

set up the piñata that I bought and brake it

on my own. I grab as much candy as my

hands could carry. I start to cry and walk

over to the small table again. Grabbing my

cake I set it on the floor, raise my hands

making them into fist and smash my cake.

I repeat it till it's completely deformed and

eat it off my hands and fingers. I lay two

candles on the cake and light them. I try to

blow them out and fail. I can't even blow out

my candles. Taking then I throw them across

the room not caring they're still burning. I cry

even harder thinking 'I'll cry until the candles

burn down this place I'll cry until my pity

party's in flames.'