The Rememberance
I still remember it. It still haunts me. No one knows. No one cares. It's put me into an internal silence. This caused everyone to think it was all my fault. I wish I could just tell them what happened. But I can't. They've already believed what he said. Now everyone hates me. Some hate me to the point where they try to be my friend just so they can ruin my life.
It was close to the end of the year. I had kinda liked him. Not anymore. He was taller than me. I love that quality about certain guys. I just wish-
"Ms. Gomez. What are your thoughts on the subject?" He asked me knowing I wasn't paying attention and that I wouldn't answer him anyway. Silence. That's my thought on whatever bullshit topic the class was talking about. "Well... We are waiting." Then you will keep waiting. I told him with my eyes. I guess he doesn't understand telepathy because he continues to stare at me as if that's gonna magically make me talk after months of trying. He finally gets it because he rolls his eyes and moves on to another student. But, before he can speak, the bell rings. Here goes torture.
