THE SHORT STORY SERIES

1-I Still Have Aiden

Everyday I sat down staring at my reflection in my large mirror. My door locked, my window closed and my only source of light was the little bulb that hung in my ceiling. I never wanted to be outside, never wanted to be close to friends or family or anyone that would say something horrible to me. I knew very well that no one ever acknowledged my presence.

I have tried all the possible means to be among my peers, I have gone on diet, worked out my life, used the best make-up, spent all my money for people I thought were friends, wishing they could just say "Hi Anita", but they never did.

"To hell with their hatred."
I cried using my head to hit my dressing table. Why can't I be like my peers? Why can't I be like a normal teenage girl who can go out with everyone, talking and laughing freely with them?.

I looked at the mirror again, blood streaming from my fore head down to my pointed nose. I grinned accepting my pain.
"Yes-Yes"
I say, my voice sombre. I picked my hard hair comb and used it to hit the mirror till it broke, the pieces falling on my table. I shivered as I picked a piece of the broken mirror, the sharp edge glittered in multicolour.

Tears rolled down my cheeks. "I could just end all my pain here- No I need to end all the pain and suffering now" I used the back of my had to clean the hot tears that made me blink. "I know it wouldn't bother anyone if I die, since even my parents hates the fact that they ever had me as a child.
I raised the mirror towards my wrist, my veins clearly seen as I tightened my fist, my skin pale white. My heart beat increased and my breath faster. I did not restrain even if I new I was an asthmatic patient and this can lead to my easy death.
I placed the piece of mirror on my wrist, the tip of the mirror pierced in, my red liquid popped out a little. My head pounding. I was going to do something that would hurt but would set me free forever. I was about to go deeper-

"Anita".
I stopped on hearing my name, the lovely voice that I instantly recognized. It's was him, It was Aiden. The person I always loved, he was the light of my heart. His handsome image appeared in my head, causing me to cry more. But it wasn't a painful cry... I cried because I was happy to know I've got someone who I can hold onto.
"If no one else would love you Anita, I will. ".
He once said, placing a kiss on my forehead, his bright blue eyes shone like the moon in my heart.

The piece of mirror automatically falls from my hand, as I stood up in impulse.
"Yes I still have Aiden, I still have love, I still have HOPE".

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