Chapter 11

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I dashed out the hallway not waiting for anybody's reaction. I ran with tears in my eyes, waiting to pour out. As soon as I reached my home, my 'mother' was no where to be found, so I quickly ran to my room. As soon as I closed the door, all the tears that I had tried to hold back, poured out of my eyes. I felt betrayed, I felt heart broken but mostly, I felt stupid.

Stupid for loving someone.

Stupid for wanting it back.

Stupid, so so stupid.

What was I thinking anyways?! A girl who forced her father to end his life, isn't worth of anything. She isn't worth of anything but pain.

I cried myself to sleep that night. My 'mother' hadn't bothered me at all that day which seemed quite weird but I couldn't give less shit. I woke up and went to the bathroom. I seriously wanted to puke when I looked at myself in the mirror. My hair was a mess, my eyes were red and swollen, my face was completely pale. But, none of it even mattered anyone, nothing did.

When I left for school, 'mother' wasn't home yet. When I reached school, I simply wanted to go back home. Everybody was laughing at me while pointing at their phones. I felt really angry.

Ever since that incident, I was done playing the victim. I knew I had to save myself from this cruel world because no one else is going to do it for me. With my hands in a fist, I screamed out to every person that thought me getting my heart broken was funny.

"Why don't you check up on eBay and see if they have a life for sale?"


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