A/N:
This is one of the first things I wrote, I want to say I was ten, maybe eleven...Oof. It's...It's something. I looked back at it to see my improvement, which means that I fixed nothing, not even the punctuation...Ooooof! It's so much cringe. Feel free to to just not read this part if your curiosity does not compel you to.
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I was sitting by myself on this deserted playground. I could hear the sounds of life around me. The sounds of children muffled out by the roaring engines of the passing cars. Everywhere you looked seemed to be white. The tall, snowy white hills seemed to intertwine with the cold winters sky.
As time passed it seemed that the children disappeared and now it was the teenagers who I heard sledding somewhere buried in the fog. It seemed as if I would fit in, seeing as I was only sixteen. Even so, I sat there alone seeing my breathe in the air and enjoying the breeze on my face, for I knew that I would not fit in amongst them.
I was just the nerdy girl that people only talked to if they needed help with their homework. Every now and again, someone would look in my direction but soon dismiss me as a nobody and look away. All my teachers liked me fine, but what does that matter when you are in high school.
The campus was a battle field, all that mattered was who you knew and what you wore. I thought that there must be more to it than that, but I never understood it myself. All I knew was that I was this lonely girl with no friends.
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One Shots
RandomShort things I write when I don't have inspiration for my actual stories. Also includes short things I write with the characters from my stories that don't fit into the story line.
