Catching Thoughts

Random - 3 (Part 2)

School was here before the girl knew it and she was excited for anything. As her mom helped her with her shoes and tied her hair into a fashionable ponytail, she hugged her mom before hopping on the bus and leaving her mom standing at the door.

Mom quickly rushed upstairs to her closet to ensure that the object had stayed in it's place.

Her closet was anything but how she had it. Clothes hanging everywhere, shoes thrown all over the place, jewelry scattered across her velvet floors. Mom knew something was wrong. She searched her closet for the object. It was nowhere in sight.

At this moment she began to panic.

Where could it have gone?

The little girl was in her own little world until the bus stopped signaling that they've made it to the school. Her little feet taking her into the unknown fortress know as school. She couldn't be more happier. She was adamant on making friends.

Her class was quite the size. It held many people that could possibly be her friend.

This one person stood out to her the most. A girl by the name Alison. She was cute and she looked so friendly. She marched over to the girl and smiled kindly. "Hello Alison, would you like to be my friend?" She asked.

"Why would I be your friend? get away from me before I tell the teacher on you."

This confused the girl. Why didn't she want to be her friend? She was slightly disappointed but forwarded to another people and tried the same process. Once again, she was shooed by the people. At this moment , she felt quite sad but she didn't give up.

Marching to every person in sight, not one person agreed to be her friend.

She felt absolutely alone. She began to cry. The girl couldn't seem to understand why? Did she have something on her face? Was her ponytail to fluffy? Was she just too cute and the others didn't like that?

This feeling was starting to convert into hate and anger to the rest of the people in her class.

She wanted them all to disappear.

To die...