In Black & White

The Girl

(Picture above-I let my emotions ride out,... Like a river after it thaws~ girl)

She was a nobody. She was nothing special. She wasn't perfect. she didn't have the pretty face. She played(lame) a super easy instrument. Her personality was fake. Her friends knew she had problems. They didn't know she has been lying to them the whole
time. She would put on a smile every time they passed by. She did what she thought was normal. She worked out, ate healthy even did gymnastics and cardo classes. She tried her best to be accepted by the community. But it was never enough for her. This might sound greedy but she was like that. She was never the favorite.Even her parents showed that. They would always forget her birthday. She would just go out into the world with her head clouded with thoughts. Stop by her friends house down the street grab her skateboard and just ride her worries away. When ever she came back she would be in peace until she steps into the door. The worries would flood back into her head, harder than before. Her parents would think that she went to hang with her friends. They would see a hint of silver but would think it was her bracelet. In reality it was her favorite knife. This knife was always with her. When ever she was in pain she would pull it out. The silver would hit her skin. It would make her feel in peace with her body.  Red would flow out and stain her jacket. She never went deep into her feelings. She would stop when the red was noticeable. She always was waiting for someone to come and save her. But life isn't like the fairy tales we hear every day. The light she was waiting for never found her. Times she thought she found it, it would blow out. Like a candle in a storm. Will try it's best to stay alive. Fight for its flame losing whatever needed to continue. But it would never be enough. The wind would always take way its life. She was eroding inside. Little by little every minute in her house was hell. She did what was needed.She was scolded if one mistake happened. Even if it wasn't her. The blame would usually go to her since she is the youngest of the two. She was still a kid. No experience in the real life. Born in a harsh era. Even their teacher said that we were made to mature quicker. We only had one way to surveie. Grow up or stay behind. The other one could say she didn't want to watch something because it was scary. They would leave it alone. She would say something and they would ignore her. She could yell out in pain and they wouldn't even come. The other could have that safety. One yell and they would be at her feet. The girl would just go through the pain alone.  She didn't feel safe. She was jealous