Her Imagination

Chapter 4: Black Anger

No One's POV

In her mind, it's what she was doing. Staying in her mind. No one knew why, yet they never asked. The hair hid her dark brown eyes, the world she lives in. The bus then comes to a stop, getting up, the fragile soul walked off the bus. Hands in her pocket, headphones in her head, head faced down. The people around her never noticed her, she was just invisible. Walking to a place where people don't go to, she passed others. Her dark hair hiding the cloudy eyes. Sitting on the school steps, she took out a journal. The dark haired girl looked around, feeling tired. She just feels tired. Closing her eyes, she entered her mind once again.

Opening those dark brown eyes, she looked around "Back in the woods" Ellie breathed out. Hearing footsteps growing closer to her. Turning around, she saw someone. Clutching a pair of scissors that were in her hand, she gave out a small smile. Walking towards them, the dark haired girl laughs silently "I honestly could care less if you were dead..." The person turned around, only to scream. The next thing you know, the person was dead on the ground. Bright blonde hair stained with red, white skin filled with cuts and stab wounds, as the use to be bright blue eyes now dull and lifeless. Ellie laughed once again, until static filled her mind.

"You're filled with pain. You still feel regret. Why are you doing this?"

The sound of the bell rang, bring the glass like girl out of her thoughts. Getting up, she walked to her first class.

~Ringing, silence, they both sound the same~