The truth about lies...

I remember the day when i was a kid and trusted people easily. That was before all these dramatic experiences that a teenager would detest and regret for his or her entire lifetime...

Because i Skylar Tess Dayton officially hates the human race and would rather close myself in a pink room filled with those creepy looking dolls rather than allowing someone to steal my heart with the intention of throwing it away.... Because everybody hurts...

Note to self: I have a strange fear of dolls and the color pink....

Please don't judge me... Dolls are indeed scary and pink... is just... too..... pinky???? Argh we're getting out of subject.

''Hey... Earth to douche land...''

I instantly snapped back to reality as a hand hit my shoulder quite hard.... Now who's that idiot who interrupted my deep thoughts?????

I looked up to find Gregory smirking at me...

I rolled my eyes at the sight of my older brother. I glared at him for a long time waiting for him to start teasing me but instead he just frowned at me. That's when our staring contest began. Yes, it would be freaky to find a 17 and a 19 year old looking at each other like that but we didn't care much...

''What do you want Greg?'' I asked sighing in defeat. His face lit up and a smile spread on his face showing off his cute dimples. No wonder girls are fond of him. No wait, excuse me... The right word would be addicted to him....

''Nothing.. Just... that you were... uhm... looking at the t.v like you were having a sort of conversation. And it... uhm... scared me. Not saying that you're crazy or you looked psychotic or anything but...''He said quietly.

''... but... but... yeah... that's it... You were not seeing or mentally having discussions with a ghost, were you?''

I stayed silent the whole time, enjoying how hesitant and panicky he sounded.

''And now you are giving me a silent treatment... This is even more weird and... and''  

I loved this... I returned my gaze to the black screen and looked at it with a blank expression on my face. I tried my best to smirk creepily and i think it worked because Greg backed away slowly.

One word: Lol

''Fine you know what.. I'll leave you to whatever you're staring at but i'm just gonna stay away from you...'' He suggested quickly. I didn't answer and did not move an inch.

''MOM!!!!!!!!!! Sky is going all paranoid!!!!!!'' Greg shouted out loud.

''Sky... Give that kid a break!!!'' My mom shouted back from where she was in the kitchen. I laughed instantly at my bother and mouthed the word ''kid'' to him. He shook his head disapprovingly at me while i kept on making fun of him.

''Hey!! Stop!!! I swear you were creepier than any dolls you see...'' I cringed at his usage of dolls.... Brrrr dolls are evil!!!! And clowns too!!!!

''That was the point.'' I said evidence in my tone.

''In my defense... I thought you'd get an attack''

''Kids today and there lame excuses...'' I said teasingly.

''You're smaller than me, remember??!!!!!'' He reminded me.

''And i'm too young to get a stroke!'' I answered simply.

''You can get one at any age... Don't you follow any classes?''

''Says the guy who used to bunk classes every day during high school...'' I said sarcastically

''Not every day!!!'' he announced proudly...

What's the pride about??? I frowned at him as he switched on the television.

''Anyways'' He sighed. ''What's up?''

I glanced upwards and pointed a finger to the roof

''Oh c'mon...'' He rolled his eyes...

''What? You asked me what's up''  I said smiling at him.

''Right....'' He answered ''...but that joke or whatever is lame and old so please, excuse me, but i don't hang out with losers.''

He turned to the screen and was watching a rerun of Game of thrones

I nodded. Loser. loser loser loser loser.....

Oh God!!!! Frustration crept back slowly and was now back to disturbing my poor brain. Great! Just great.

Of course, Greg didn't say that to hurt me. He was being sarcastic, yes i know but the words of Amy were back to haunting my life and make it even more hell. If this place is Earth and not hell then i don't wanna know what hell's like....

So here's my quick story:

Me being me, i believed the words of that stupid playboy Jake Peterson. Yeah the same Jake Peterson who the cheerleaders are crazy about. Yes the same Jake Peterson who sleeps with different sluts... And i dated him for at least a month which was surprising as he never really stayed with a girl for a week or two... I hate myself for being so naive and believing him when he said he liked me, when he said i was different and most of all for falling for him. It was way too perfect. This Wednesday i saw him with Amy, the cheerleader captain, intensely making out. And to make everything even better Amy Forkers used to be my childhood best friend that was before we entered high school because then she immediately was part of the popular kids, leaving me alone... But yesterday that is Friday, she came up to me and said and I quote:

‘‘Listen up you shit... Everyone knows that Jake clearly likes you but he's mine so don't fuck with me and don't you dare touch him or even look at him 'cause i swear i will make you suffer... And well i don't even know what was up to him 'cause we all know that him dating a loser like you was soooo stupid. He must have been using you all along....''

And with those poisonous words that obviously came out of a snake's mouth, she left me alone i the school corridor and i had to bear the witch-like laughter of those other clones of hers who follow her around....

I stood up from the couch and walked up the stairs lazily and probably looking like a walking dead but i didn't give a damn because i was not going to waste my time hating over my already miserable life....

Life feels like hell

How hell really is like? That i don't wanna know....

Pretty great life??? I don't think so.....