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"Others opinion make a impact of how I view myself."

"Then why don't you stop listening to them?"

"Because It isn't so easy."

T A Y S A

I laid in my bed for days not doing anything particular or productive just, staring at the ceiling as thoughts blow through my mind everyday.

Gray came here to visit me yesterday, wondering if everything was alright with me and why I wasn't coming school but he was rush away from my house by my mother and her threatening broom.

I just stood in my bedroom, watching the scene happen outside, not knowing what else to do.

My attendance at school was rocky, teachers maybe don't even glance around the classes for me anymore, they just put me absent knowing I wasn't at school already.

But, knowing the school system, anymore times I stayed home, I would be put in serious trouble and would get send to court.

I sigh, glancing around the dark room, sun rays try they best to fight through the thick curtains but failing every attempt.

"Foods's ready." My mother said, I turn my direction to the open door where she stood before leaving in the next five seconds.

"But I'm not hungry." I reply back, glancing back at the ceiling.

G R A Y

I was worried sick about Taysa.

No one has seen her around the school for a long time and everyone just ignores the fact that she was even a student here.

I glance around the cafe and she was no where to be found.

She didn't come in here anymore for her daily dose of caffeine and that worry me the most.

Could she even survive without it?

I tried going to her house and I was chase away with a broom and her mother yelling, "My daughter doesn't want to see you!"

All the people in the neighborhood peek through they window and watched the scene, historically laughing at me and video carding me.

I bite my bottom lip, purpose one of them post the video though?

I would lose my job in a second and would probably get call out by strangers in the street asking for a photo of me only to photoshop it with a broom besides me and a crazy woman.

I let out a sigh, not able to complete any orders without messing up something.

"I'm not paying for this." The girl slam the raspberry drink down on the table and put a sour look on her face.

"That's disgusting." She left the drink there, walking out of the cafe with her friends.

I turn my head to the side, glancing at my manager who stood there with her hands fold across her chest glancing at me with a piss expression on her face.

"I'm sorry —"

She nod, "Its okay." She reassure me but she was still piss.

"Just — just go home. I'll handle it from here."

I nod, taking off my apron and leaving the store.

I deeply tuck my hands in my pocket as I sigh.

Maybe I should visit Taysa again.

I bite my bottom lip, my phone buzzing in my pocket.

I quickly answer it and held it to my ear thinking it would be Taysa but then forgetting I don't have her number.

I frown, "Hello?"

"Um," My little brother said on the floor, "Can you come home now? I think Silver's high."

"I'll be there." I roll my eyes and press out the phone.

"When is there a time he isn't high."

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Oh!

I was also thinking about not doing the quote thing at the start of the story any more because I'm running out of ideas but, I might continue it but it depends..

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