Unnoticed.

three

Lunaze and I both didn't had the courage to go away just because we knew that they had seen us arrive. there were camera's so yeah, if we would go they'd see it. So we decided to stay in there 'till break, which would be at the end of this lesson. We put on some music and talked about a lot of things. Lunaze and I never got bored of hearing each others problems and stories over and over again, in fact, we shared everything and nobody could ever come between us. Lunaze was my one and only friend, and I couldn't even think of a better friend than she was. When the bell rang we immediately  walked out of the school bathroom and into the crowded hallway. I couldn't help but wanted to fade away. The people here didn't like us because we weren't like the rest nor did we ever even try to fit in anyway. We weren't like the rest nor did we want to be like them. We walked  some more times around the big, boring and crowded school. I can feel how the eyes from all those other students were focused on us. I could just feel how they were all looking at us. I looked at my mobile and I put the music a bit harder. I couldn't stand the people in here. Everybody , except for Lunaze, was totally different than I am.

Even though my music is on full volume I could still hear them saying things to us '' Miss Piggy  '' '' ugly emos '' were they really too stupid to think of anything else ?  couldn't they just hit me ? i'd have hurt less and the pain would be temporary, the words they say seem to hurt forever. ''You two are seriously the ugliest people I've ever seen, why don't you two just cut yourself, or even better, each other to death? ''  a soft sigh escaped my mouth and I looked at Lunaze, knowing she couldn't deal with those words. I could see how every time they said something such as these words, she believed it. It was easy for me to see her beauty but not for her. She could only see what they told her ;  an imperfect creature. But she wasn't , she was perfect. She was the prettiest girl I knew and I had always been jealous of her. I saw her in primary school for the first time and I was jealous right away. The saddest part was that no matter how many times I tried to tell her how special she is to me, and many other people.. she wouldn't believe me.

It seems like these whole white walled hallways were endless, and when I finally arrived the end of the long straight hallway, there was another one.. and another one.. and another one..  Every step made me feel like somebody drew me further and further into the world of self hate, sadness and stress. I didn't want to stay here, I wanted to leave.. but how ?