The Little Blonde Girl

The Little Brunette Girl

(A/N: Yes I added another chapter on to the story. Do y'all like it? Please comment to tell me if it sucks or not )

She sits in her room crying wishing she could once again be that innocent, beautiful, and smart little blonde girl but she lost that chance when she hurt the little blonde boy.

Every night she cries herself to sleep never telling anyone, not the little blonde boy, nor the tall boy, nor the other boy.

She lies to all those around her about the scars. She says there from her rabbit when in reality they are from herself.

The little brunette girl thinks that everyone would be better off without ever meeting her.

She wishes every night that she never came here.

She wishes that she never hurt the little blonde boy that's in the past and she can't take any of it back.

She doesn't love him, her heart belongs to another and she hates herself so damned much for that.

She knows the logical choice would to love the little blonde boy back but the little brunette girl is too stupid to do a thing like that. No she rather give her heart to a tall boy who will rip it out and walk all over it until he's done with her and throws her to the side.

Her best friend knows how she feels for the tall boy and she knows how the tall boy feels for the little brunette girl but she does not want to hurt the little brunette girl.

The little brunette girl is stupid and should give up on feeling and jut smile and be happy for everyone else.

Maybe she could make herself love the little blonde boy again.

Would this help? Yes.

Would she forget the tall boy? Yes..

Would it make her feel better? Yes.

Would she smile more? Yes.

Would she laugh more? Yes.

Would she be herself again? Yes

Is this all a lie? Yes.

But maybe she could make other people happy I she just did what they said. She could make herself love the little blonde boy and he wouldn't be so broken. He would smile and mean it. He would laugh without forcing it.

She will let him use her until he throws her away like everyone else will.

Soon she will be nothing an be all alone with no light or no one to hold. .

She is already an empty shell pretending to be happy for everyone but her self. But that's what makes her happy. Making everyone live their dreams, seeing them smile and not be broken is what she was meant to do.

She finally found her meaning on earth and her happiness.

Make everyone happy, help them catch their dreams, help them laugh harder, help them hold their head higher, help them pick up the pieces, and help them not become something like her.