I woke up to the irritating sound of my roommate crying once again. My grey bloodshot eyes looked through the darkness over to where the tall, red haired girl was lying.
"Are you ok?" I asked quietly.
She responded with silence but continued to cry, sniffling and dabbing her eyes with a tissue. I rolled over in my bed to face the wall, hoping to just shut out the noise and drift back to sleep. But I couldn't, no matter how hard I tried. Memories of the night kept crawling back, my mistakes kept wrapping themselves around my brain. I thought about how scary tomorrow was going to be, my first proper day here. Here, at this fucking school. I hated how I didn't get a choice, my parents just sent me away. They didn't even let me say goodbye.
I couldn't take it anymore. I jumped up out of bed, after hours of failed sleep attempts. My roommate had fell asleep by then. I carefully ran across over to my desk and snatched a pen from the shelf above it. Frustrated, I started writing out a letter which I would send to my sister. Surely she would reply, she couldn't possibly still be angry at me, it had been a whole year.
The letter said "Dear Winter
I'm so so sorry for writing this, I know you told me to never speak to you again but I can't sleep anymore, I can hardly eat or find motivation to do anything. I'm in a bad place, I'm so alone and lost and I don't know who else I can tell. People don't like me here, because I'm different. I'm not like them sis, I miss you so much. Please speak to me.
From Blue xxx"I shoved the letter in an envelope and placed it on my bedside table. That would calm my mind for a while and I'd deliver it in the morning. I glided back into bed and tried, once again, to go to sleep.
Thankfully, it worked. Quickly I fell into a deep deep sleep.
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Wanderer
FantasyAfter 17 year old Blue gets sent to a school for fighters what will she do when things take a turn for the worse.