It was raining, on a late Wednesday night, I heard the
lightning and thunderstorms
They were above me as my hair was in
a messy bun as it was getting wet
I stand in the middle of the sidewalk with no umbrella
as people passed me and questioned.
I didn't move, I just stood there
as my head is low
My eyes finally focused on the street as cars go by
All of makeup, especially my mascara was running down my tan skin
Looked back down as I saw my old, stained up shoes
"One step," I thought
Lifting my foot, I saw a young blonde hair girl
She was smiling while wearing her bright polka-dotted rain jacket and rain boots.
As she jumped into a deep puddle making her laugh
I thought, that used to be me
Then I put my foot down, where it had started before
My head looked up, to a person who didn't just walk by,
they stopped
it was a boy my age
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Short StoryA girl who nobody never knew is alone, depressed and always sad. This is her journal about what goes on in her mind. She writes about her life and feelings and what goes on. Every chapter will be a different writing. Her best writing are usually r...
