At school no one even notice's me like im just air, you feel my presense but cant see me. Since i didnt have any friends i usually sit in the library for luch, study hall and mostly the whole day. The reason why i stay in the library all day is because ,as they say to special for my own good, but im actually very smart and pricipal says i could be a good weapon.....whatever that is.
Today i wearing my black hoodie, gray skinny jeans with black converses. My hair is still in streaks of different colors that i put in a month ago. I think i might have used a little bit too much im some places. Anyway the librarian Ms. Love was telling me about her children and her grand children. Ms.Love is 62 years old and is retiring this year. She was moving back to spain with her relatives and asked me to come with her because of my situation but i dont want to leave my father. Yes i told her because even though i dont talk to people, she still manage to have me spill the beans as she calls it
Currently we are talking about music and i was shocked that our school had a music room. Ms.Love told me that she built the room a long time ago and no one knows about this room not even the pricipal
"yes back in 1989 i built that room. Many years have gone by young one and no one has set foot in there but you can go its yours now" ms love said. I smiled and looked around to the double door with the small light pink window on the door. I walked over and pushed it opened to see a piano. Wow i thought to myself.
"now ill be right back young one"Ms.Love said leaving the library
"okay"i whispered. I looked around the room the walls were in beautiful swirls of black, red and white, the piano wasnt facing the door and i wanted to see if it still works so i closed the doors and walked over to the piano.
When i touched the piano it was like something was urging me to play but iv'e never played before. I sat down on the black stool and inhaled. It was like something took over me because i started to play a song i havent heard ever since my mom passed. I beganed singing letting my emotions take over
"My face against the window pane
A tear for every drop of rain
I am so lonely and so sad
You're the reason that I'm feeling bad
I am so lonely and so sad
Living in a dream I've never had
My face against the window pane
A tear for every drop of rain
I'm living like already I have died
Have died
Emptiness a present past
A silent scream to shatter glass
I have to go; it's time for me to fly
I am so lonely and so sad
You're the reason that I'm feeling bad
I am so lonely and so sad
Living in a dream I've never had
(Wake me with your kiss)" i finished as tears beganed falling as i whispered the last part. This song described my feelings on point. I am lonely and sad silently crying on the inside and out waiting for someone to notice that im in pain and need of help.
I beganed sobbing because i was actually considering going with Ms.Love to spain and leaving my abusive father and this life forever.
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so what do you guys think, will she actually go?
can someone save her from her father and even from herself
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