Chapter 26: Reflecting/learn to submit

7.3K 246 11
                                    

Ok. I'm off my soap box. I will update!

--------------------------------------

The drive to North Carolina was a sad one. I reminisced on how my life has changed over the last few months. It all started with walking home from a library. Who would have known that my life would be flipped upside down in what......half a year?

The sky was dim. It was speckled with full dark clouds that resembled cotton balls. The sky left with gray streaks as if God had used a paint brush..........

It reminded me of my life. I feel like an open canvas. Anyone is welcome to impose themselves on me and add a possibly unwanted mark....or in my case scar. Anyone can use any color, shape, and size. Oh it doesn't matter as long as everyone can be happy and remain unmarked but me.

Me. Ha. There is no me left. I'm not myself. For when I look into the reflection of myself through window, I see a girl. A troubled girl. A girl that is screaming for help, yet she uses no words. A girl that wishes someone could see it! It! See that it is not a happy place.

I guess this is life. Yet somehow, I can't be normal. I can't just sit here and play into this sick mind game that is constantly being played. This sick world that I am supposed to live. The toxins I breathe in and out and in and out.

Stop.

Stop it. Stop wallowing in self pity. You can't fight it. Just succumb. Submit.

Hey peoples! So it's been a minute since I've updated. So I wanted to leave you a little some some. lol Um...I hope you enjoy. This was more of a poetic chapter. It is for you to see into Shana, as well as interpret this into how you would like. Have a blessed day/night.

-2braidz

TryWhere stories live. Discover now