Chapter 2

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I can't even describe the pain I feel in the morning, when I open my eyes to the blank despair of nothingness. I am trapped in this world left living in nothing but a pit of despair. I don't live I function. To function to get through life is not living. The day "She" left I left and I fell into this fictional world where everyone "loves" everyone but you secretly look at yourself and realize how pathetic life really is. I remember a time when I would go to parties with friends and liked school and actually had dreams. Now I wake up eat and go to school to sit upon the eyes of peoples stares. Sometimes I cry other times I just go blank. "I don't talk anymore," is what my mom said to me sunday morning. " Remember when we use to turn the radio on as loud as it goes and dance whale we flipped pancakes," she said then taking a sip of her coffee. I didn't reply of course cause I can't really. Some days I watch people feel. I wish I could feel like that again. I just wish I had a reason to smile.

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