Pain is an abstract noun. You cannot see it, feel it, touch it, or hear; which makes it concrete. Pain is what I have been causing her for the last two years of her life. Pain is what she is used to, and what she has grown to tolerate. Even her, the strongest of all girls could not endure the bullying I caused her. Looking into her tear filled eyes could make even Hitler feel guilty and cruel. Those eyes were beautiful and they held every emotion she every felt. She was easy to read just like a book. Her thoughts and feelings were visible through her eyes, just like a portal into her soul.
Her long black hair has been dyed since I first destroyed her. It her previous, more happy life it was a golden blonde full of shine and volume. Her eyes; though they will still beautiful, were not the same shining blue they used to be. Now, the color was duller and the eyeliner much heavier as if she tried to hide the humiliation she felt. Everyone has noticed her change, but nobody noticed her happy features turning to depressed ones slowly like I did. Her eyes went first, then her hair, and finally her wrists. Such pretty little wrists were turned into horrible hideous bone covered by raw and damaged skin.
If we made eye contact, she would turn away immediately, like a scared child attempting to hide from the older kids. I knew she thought I hated her, but that was far from the truth.
I was in love with Allie May Coree, the girl that I broke down and destroyed everyday.
This is my new story guys! I know its short but please give me feed back on if i should continue with it or not!
