She started walking home from school with her mind and brain racked with revision and homework. Her house was quite far from school so usually by the time she gets home it's dark, walking down a near by alley to her house and she starts to hear voices all around her, she picks up her speed yet trips into a road. Ten to fifteen minutes have gone by and she awake and jumping off the road just as a car speeds past, almost home now and something the voices said is repeating and repeating in her precious little mind... "run, run Tori before it's too late" what did this mean? Why was it said? Why does she have to run, from what?
As she questions herself, in her whirlwind of an endless sea mind, she realises that she is home yet no one is in, strange they're always in...
She's up and getting ready to set off to the dire representation of safety and learning, "BULLSHIT" in her eyes... she hates this school with all of her heart and soul!
As days, weeks, months go by she gets more and more confident however there are still people there by you each and every day for her falls and pick ups, even in just a year, she put so much trust and compassion into her little group yet she gets so little back... weeks go by and her "friends" start to disappear and the constant thoughts going through her head over and over, what did I do? Did I say something? What didn't I do? Did I forget something?.. some time goes by and she tries to get these friends back and they are the most important people in the world at this point so she told them a little secret to see how they react (constantly scared of getting judged) and this secret she's kept for such a long time because she were scared they would disapprove of her and leave her yet they make out that they won't and that they'll be there no matter what, so she let out this secret (with a sequel) that she had been keeping for so long, they say it's cute yet behind her back start to slag her off and tell people, more and more people knowing this little demon that's been keeping her so trapped and she let it out! She realised that she should never of trust these so called friends and kept it to herself because all she has to keep her going is her crappy will to live and; a necklace; a teddy; a pet; a pillow; a note pad, everything other than the friends that once cared so much to her whom are now strangers. As you slowly die inside they are out laughing, joking about this little obscure bit of her, making her less and less confident and more anxiety prone, yet these crap intentions could be silently killing the person they once called their friend!
