I gaze down at my hands.
The hands that do all the work.
Make all the pain.
Someone once told me "Can't never could."
What's the point in trying to do something that you already KNOW you can't do?
Why try and make matters worse by proving that you suck at another thing?
People always say, "It gets better."
But does it really?
The answer to that question is no. I have been living the same life for forever. The pain never goes away.
I gave up trying a long time ago.
"Mary! "
I was pulled out of my spiraling thoughts by someones voice.
Alexis, my best friend, walks into the classroom.
The classroom, empty now.
I must have been thinking when the bell rang and everyone left. Explains why I'm still here.
"What are you doing still in here?" she asks, analyzing her nails.
No, Alexis doesn't know what I think about. She knows nothing of my home life.
When people are at our house, we act as a perfect little family.
No one would suspect a thing.
"I must have fallen asleep, " I say, faking a yawn.
I stretch my arms.
To be completely honest, it could be believable. I didn't get much sleep last night.
Take a look at my abdomen and you would see why.
But nobody knew that.
And nobody would.
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