Throwback 6th grade
The screen of my mobile phone became blurred behind my tears. I've kept it to myself for so long, but I couldn't do it anymore. Everything just seemed to break down at once. For too long I've acted like everything was alright. For too long I've acted like I was strong enough. But the words of these people were like papercuts. They were small and actually insignificant, but they hurt like a deep wound.
'Take out bitch Laura'
The chat of my class group was opened in front of me, while I sat there barely breathing under tears. It wasn't just this text message. And it wasn't only his fault. No, but rather the comments, that were whispered secretly in class and these snide glimpses. I never knew, why they looked at me that way, but I began to doubt about myself and my appearance. The confidence I had grown over the last few years just started to fade away.
I called my mum. When she saw me and the message, he had written, she got so angry like I haven't seen her for a long time. She grabbed the phone without any hesitating and dialed his number. She complained to his mum and sister and she didn't want to calm down at all.
My mum didn't even care what his sister said to defend him. She didn't care that I called him a "loser" too. She had no understanding that he wasn't the only one who hurt me. Not only him but the others in my class. I didn't know anymore who I could trust, who wouldn't speak badly about me behind my back.
When I look back now I realize that this arguement actually had been so needless. It was a fight about homework. But his words simply showed what everyone in my class thought of me. And sometimes. When I lied in my bed at night. Wasting my time with thinking too much, a part of me even believed them.
Since that day my mum hated him like poison. He had hurt her daughter and she had decided to never waste a thought about this boy ever again.
Who would have thought, that her intention would become irrelevant so quickly and that I could overlook his fault so promptly, as if it had never even happened?
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The voice
Short Story"A boy of this faith doesn't deserve a girl like you". These words were like an echo in my ears. Again and again. But they didn't find their way into my head. And much less into my heart.
