The New Kid At School Is Sean O'Donnell

Chapter 9

Skies Pov ***WARNING: triggering***

Life is great. The world is great. Society isn't great.

I might be fooled by all the people in the hallways of my school. How they look so happy on the outside. But i never seem to see what's on the inside.

Some are actually broken.

Today, I came into school with a smile on my face, carrying my "babies."

I had to use the restroom so I quickly walked in. There was crying in one of the stalls and so I sat the babies on the counter, and knocked on the stall that I heard the crying come from.

"Leave me alone!" A girl screamed. It's a familiar voice. "Open up," I told her. "No!" She hollered. I peeked down from under and crawled in. The girl that I heard crying was setting on the ground, her sleeve rolled up and a razor in her right hand.

I guess you guys know what she was doing.

I covered my mouth as tears slipped down my cheeks. Taking toilet paper, I tapped it gently against the cuts and cleaned off the blood. Once it stopped, I rolled her sleeve down, and took the razor from her. "Stop it! What are you doing?!"

I stared at her and threw the razor into the toilet. I flushed the razor down the toilet and looked at the girl. I knew her. She's in my English class. Her name is Lilly. She always has this smile. A smile that lit up students/teachers faces. "I'm saving you Lilly. You shouldn't be doing this," I told her. "But I need to, there's just so much pain," she cried. All of this made me cry. I hate this. I hate the fact that such a sweet girl would do this to herself.

I always thought that she was happy. But I guess I was wrong all along. "I know that there's pain, but take it out on something other than yourself. I don't want to see you like this."

"I just want this to stop, you know?" She said, shirt tear stained from the tears that fell down her rosy cheeks. "What?" I asked.

"Everything. Nobody likes me, I'm invisible to this world."

I stared at her as if she were crazy. "Lilly, you are the most beautiful girl I know. You always have the brightest smile and you're not invisible. I see you, the teachers see you, everyone sees you."

All she did was cry. I held her in my arms to give her comfort, but she needs more. She needs someone that could help her with this. I want to be here for her. A friend, a therapist, someone who cares for her (in a friend way.)

"Don't worry, I'll be here for you..."

I rubbed her back soothingly. I may not have experience with this stuff, but I want her to feel comfort, and happy.

SOCIETY DOES THIS TO US

SOCIETY MAKES US THIS WAY

SOCIETY SUCKS
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SORRY that this wasn't what you expected. I just wanted to point out that society isn't as great as it seems. It hurts people, it makes people hurt themselves. Society is suicidal.