I'm just a bored piece of life who cries for no reason.
My teacher was just asking me a question I well knew the answer to but it stared with trembling lips and then bawling eyes. I cried as if I had been ripped.
On my way back to my place he offered me tissue.
"It's okay." I mumbled inbetween tears. It was a sweet gesture. Probably I didn't deserve it.
I sat in my place continuing my work and still trying to wipe stray tears. She glared at me.
Probably thinking I was the biggest drama queen ever.
Why did I even cry without a reason? I've been doing that a lot recently.
Maybe it was a breaking point. The snapping point.
I feel tired and ashamed of myself after that tantrum. Still am.
Ma says I'm a coward. And I can't survive the world if I'm one.
I say I am weird.
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Attention Seeker | ✓
Short Story"She's just an attention seeker". They said. "Yes, I'm an attention seeker." I said. I have all the attention. Yet I want more. Because you simply don't pay attention to what you actually should be paying to. #truelifestory
