The bell rung and I escaped. Shit. One thing I have learned about people is that they're never happy. Never 'Okay', and as hard as I tried, I could never make them okay. But people are going to keep trying to make me okay. I gave up,I gave up along time ago, other people gave up on me. Isabel hadn't. She wanted me to be okay, I didn't
Talking to Isabel was like talking to your best friend, we had said our first words to each other that day but it felt like we had known each other for years. There was this sense about her that felt overwhelmingly nostalgic.
It had been one week since she first showed up, and it was right on time. Before she showed up I was practically falling apart. My ratty old sweatshirt was ripping at the seams and I was close to going with it. She appeared, without introduction and without warning. I kept telling myself she was making it better, I could tell that's why she was here, I wanted that to be what she was doing but, in the back of my mind I knew what was actually happening. I wouldn't admit it. She was REAL and she was HELPING.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Disastrous Mindsets
RomanceRose is the epitome of angsty emo teen but there seems to be something lurking in her head, behind the scenes. Isabel appears out of nowhere but something is familiar, something is all too similar to a mindset Rose knows all to well.
