I am tired! So I walked straight off to my bedroom while thinking all about what happen, earlier. I felt that there's a liquid falling down on my cheeks, again.
When I enter to my room. Suddenly, my body fell down quickly with my comfy bed.
"What does he done with me? Yet I am the only one who always making efforts just to make him smile, just to make sure that he's okay?" I frantically asked myself.
"And why does that bitch ruined our eight years of friendship for? I treat her like a sister, a real sister!!" I burst into a loud cry.
I decided to take a bath immediately. About a minute, I stood infront of my bathroom mirror. The house was still quiet since all of my family was working.
I eyes my reflection in the mirror once I got out of the shower. My brown hair is wet, sticking onto my back. My eyes first fell on my face. I was quite pale, maybe because I hadn't been eaten my lunch and dinner. The area around of my nose and eyes was red from the crying about hours.
I felt my eyes getting wattery, again. As I touch my face and asking myself 'If I wasn't pretty enough to be loved by the persons that I love'.
I walked infront of the toiler and kneeled infront of the toilet. Balancing my hands on the edges of it. I took a deep breath, 'I can't do this', I thought to myself.
Then, I closed my eyes and pictured all the girls at my school, walking gracefully in the hallway, and then myself entering the building; alone, and suddenly, It's dark, and I couldn't see where I was walking.
Everyone I stepped, there were blood red letters, reading everything I was afraid that someone tells me.
ugly, smart-ass, teacher's pet, loser, weird, freak ..
I finally wide my eyes open. I wanted to scream and shout, but I swiftly put my hands up to cover my mouth and burst into cry, as I always done for this day.
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aw, i hate this part for Lana! :(
'Girls, stay strong!!!'
- Lannimar xx
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FanfictionThere's a girl who was named Lana. She's pretty, smart and talented, but she used to self harm because when she encountered all the hates, fakes, and anything that she doesn't want to be in; she doesn't want to live more. How could the One Direction...