I was walking home from school again.
I went to the sunflower field expecting to see the same girl but she wasn't there.
I saw her notebook and went over to take a look at it.
Dear diary (2019, 10/6)
My mother gave me this, since I can't speak she thought it would be nice if I started writing.
I'm always alone, nobody notices me. I'm pathetic.
I do have suicide thoughts, but that's normal for a 17 year old nowadays.
-Ophelia
Her name is Ophelia. This was a week ago... I skip to the part were I see her for the first time.
YOU ARE READING
Silent flower
Short Story::A SHORT STORY:: Ophelia is like a ghost, everyday she sits by the same flower field writing. What happens when somebody finally sees her? Will they try talking to her?
