I Saw Something

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I needed to breathe. I was crying too hard again. Crippling depression is a bitch when you're only 12. Eventually I was so worn out that I drifted off to sleep. 

I woke up at 5 a.m. and I had an hour until my parents woke up. I got dressed and didn't eat breakfast. I was never hungry after one of my sobbing sessions. I got everything ready and in my back pack. Not long after, my parents woke up, got ready, and my mother drove me to the bus stop. My mother didn't know about the darkness and mental pain that was eating away at my soul, so that was a relief. If she knew then she would probably get a therapist, but me and grown-ups who wanna know about my life do not mix. I said goodbye to my mom and went to the bus stop to wait. 

I hated school. I hated doing schoolwork because I felt retarded when I didn't understand something. Sometimes I just wanted to end it all. Just overdose on my dad's prescription pills and just die. I was never brave enough to do it though, I cared too much about my family to take my life away from them. 

Sometimes I wished that my parents and friends would start hating me so that I could just kill myself without having to worry about them being sad about my death. As I thought about these common thoughts, I noticed the bus coming around the corner. I readjusted the backpack strap on my shoulder and got on the bus once it had arrived. 

I sat in the back like always and looked out the window as the bus began to move. I put my earbuds in and listened to "Polarize" by Twenty One Pilots on my way to school. I arrived at the middle school and hour later and got off the bus. I walked into the huge school and walked through the large hall to the stairway. As I went up the stairs I took my earbuds out and walked over to my locker. I got what I needed for my first class and went to Language Arts. We answered some questions about a short story. I loved the subject, but the stuff we were doing in class was boring as hell. 

As I was going to second period, I saw something...

...someone...

...some new boy...

He had something I had only read about in books, but never seen in real life...

Heterochromia.

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