To The Edge The World And Back®

V

They told me I had a fracture. I was super upset but I couldn't do anything to fix it.

I was taken back to BigHit studios. J-Hope greeted me with a smile and a hug.

"Damn." I said under my breath.

I used crutches to go to my dorm. I pushed pass the other 14 girls who were being trained as the next girl group. 

What a sad sight

I stop in my tracks. The girls laugh and run past me. I try to pick them up before I get left outside the practice room.

I know I am not able to dance so I watch and make sure I get the movements memorized. After class I tried to get up from the floor. The dance instructors tried to help me up so the other group could come in.

BTS made their ways in the practice room only to find me coming out. I looked up at them with fearful and sad eyes. I put my head down and walked fast to catch up with the girls.

I wish I could help

I want to give her a hug

She needs help

She is too cute to be looking like that

Why is she not saying anything to us,  an excuse me would've been nice

I want to kiss her and tell her it's OK.

God damn

I kept walking. Crying wasn't an option in my family. People come and go and have their own opinions.

I have learned to live with that.

I sat down in my chair to sing. We started on our warm ups and then we got to the real thing.

We haven't done a survival challenge because I bet if we did I would be sent home for my looks.

I think I am pretty I have a great shape. Big ass, long legs, tiny stomach, and average height. Well 5'7 to be exact.

Some of the Korean girls look at me as a joke and they look down on me. Not literally because I'm taller than all of them. But it's a perk.

"Angel Angel" I shook up and looked at my teacher.

"Can you sing for us?" She waved her hand for me to come over.

I lifted myself up and got my crutches. As I did one of them fell from me and I couldn't reach it. Everyone around me was laughing. I didn't understand why it wasn't a laughing matter.

Such a shame.

Ooof I bet she is so embarrassed.

What is wrong with her?

She needs to leave

I tried not to make any movement. No one helped. No one cared. I felt no tears come. I had cried too much.

I left the crutch I went to the door and went back to my dorm. I couldn't see anyone. I heard no one. I felt nothing.

I laid on my bed praying for God to take me. I couldnt take much more of this curse he had put on me.

For my whole fucking life I am able to hear people. I hear their thoughts their everything. I hate it. I can't control it. I hear everything but I say nothing.

I never talk I never try to. It doesn't help when I know it what everyone thinks. I don't have to ask. I don't seek answers anymore.

This curse is going to be the death of me.

I open my door and throw my crutch to the ground. I fall along with it. I hit my couch and cry. All I can do is cry. I don't care if my door is wide open for everyone to hear and see me break down.

Stress is killing me and I don't know how to stop it.

As I sobbed I felt 2 hands lift me up. The person didn't say a word. They picked me up like a baby and patted my back and was lifting me up and down. I didn't even want to see who it was, but I felt so comfortable in this person touch. I started to drift off to sleep. Before I slept I got a glimpse of my savior.

I can't believe you V.