Chapter 10

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" -I c-choose you and Ellie."

She turned to me, her blood red hair flying in her face.

"I knew you would come around."
She smiled sinisterly. "Your stuttering could've suggested otherwise."

"Oh shut up!" I cried, my heart tugging, I was done being pulled in every other direction,

"What?"

The bell rang, I dashed out of the class room, I needed to get away. I ran to the science classroom, it was lunch. I was safe for now. I ran past Mr. Shiffler and into the Science closet, he was used to this. I ran to the door in the closet, which led to a smaller one. I leaned up against the wall and slid down. 45 minutes. 45 minutes, of alone time.  I clicked the lock in place. I looked around, all I saw was darkness, shadowy demons circled me in an eerie dance. 

"Pathetic!"


"Unloyal!"

"Unjust!"

"Stupid!"

"Evil!"

"Sinister!"

"Monster!"

"Weak!"

"Coward!"

"LEAVE ME ALONE!" I whisper yelled, tears clouded my vision, My head pounded, my eyesight blurred. I was so tired. Tired of all of it. I am done, I am my own person. I am not their bargaining chip, I'm on my own damned side.  This time. This time, they are on their own. I have my own problems. My mother. 4 college degrees. Champion Volleyball player. Super Smart. Confident. Loyal. Strong. My father. Smart. Strong. Marine. I have to live up to these standards, to my mom's perfect grades, to my father's athleticism. I need t worry about my self for a while. I AM NOT THIER MOTHERS, though do I do mother Hen. Just breathe. In. Out. In. Out. Slowly, the crying stopped, and my head cleared. I then noticed my hand, it was bleeding. While I was crying, I subconsciously grabbed the nearest sharp object, a broken piece of glass. It cut my fingers. I clutched my left hand and walked out of the closet, and showed my hand to Mr.Shiffler, who bandaged me up. 

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