The breeze of cold air hit me right in the face, just as I woke up from a dream where I was holding a boy's hand. That thought brought warmth up my neck, and it just made me wonder "will I ever find lo..v..." Facepalming myself just the way to start my day. I can't even bring myself to tell my own mother I love her, why would I want to say that to anyone else?... N- No..Snap out of it you won't even find someone in this huge city, you'll even be lucky to get laid. Staring right at my reflection " Look at you.. you're hideous."
I pursed my lips to look like one of those girls in the Victoria Secret magazines, ended up looking like a dead fish. I giggled at myself in defeat, I'll be beautiful when pigs fly. Looking down at my watch I had 10 minutes before my stepdad knocked down my door and started yelling at me, quickly I found whatever was on the floor and put in on
(Just to let you know I smelled the clothes before I put them on, O-ok back to me) I didn't even bother to look at what I was wearing, just snatched my bookbag and ran down the stairs out the door. Thankfully the bus stopped right in front of my house, with 2 minutes to spare it was here.
The bus doors opened almost hitting me in the face, I walked up the steps and looked at these girls who always threw dirty looks at me, these weren't ordinary dirty looks they could eat up your soul. You know those girls that you think that are perfect in every way but, have an awful well-being? ... Well that was them, for some reason they hated me and I don't know what I've done wrong.
Just as I reached the backseats one of them tripped me, me being clumsy as I always am, fell on my face, all I could hear was the laughing, but I felt my nose drip... The bus driver yelled out" Hey there it's the first day, please take your seat or you'll be written up" I gasped and sat on a seat, my nose was bleeding but I wiped it away with my sleeve.
Every time they did something like this, I remembered it... It got so bad I stopped talking for a while, I couldn't find the words to tell them... I was just so scared and peeled off my own skin I didn't know I could say something back like "Please Stop" or " You'll regret this" no.. I just stood there frozen in silence and if people wanted to talk for me I let them. I clenched my fists in terror as we made it in front of the school. "Here comes to another day of feeling worried to every step I made in the halls" Taking a deep breath in, I walked out the bus doors.
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And It Starts Again
RomanceIt starts again, with the tears in my eyes. And all that should've been right, done wrong. The poison flowing through my veins, and the scars that marked every day. Nothing was ever fine again, but you were there, with my every single breath.
