Times are the simplest when we are young. As we get older life gets harder, and with challenge come stress, and when stress grows it becomes a bigger problem no matter how hard we try.
Time past and the sun was starting to set. Annie was sitting at her desk thinking about her horrible day,
"I just wanted to make a good impression, yet I end up walking into a wall and hurting my roommate,"
Annie shed a few tears as she stared at the warm amber sun.
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Her tears dropped onto her desk, the two little salty drops reflected orange light onto Zaniel's room door. "He has been gone for a while," she thought, did he move rooms? Did he leave the school? Has he gotten lost? Well, his stuff is still here so that means he hasn't left the school or this room, (not yet at least, he might of asked to switch rooms and it probably takes a long process to do so) either way she was worried about him and what she did to his face.
She remembered how bad the stitches looked especially on his face, each one was more bloodier then the next and nobody seemed to care. Were they aliens? Do people even have emotions anymore? Are emotions a thing anymore at this school? Before Annie was able to fully flood her mind with questions she heard footsteps from the hallway,
"it's probably Zaniel," she thought. She was right.
"Hey Zaniel," Annie said in slight fear.
Zaniel stayed quiet.
"Look, I'm sorry for slapping you earlier, you just got me so upset that it was the only thing I was thinking about," she confessed.
"Do me a favour Annie," he told her, she could tell how mad he was from the tone of his voice. "Stay as far away as you can from me."
"It was an accident I-," "JUST STAY AWAY FROM ME!" He shouted interrupting her.
"OOOW!" He screamed after that.
"Are you ok?" Annie asked in shock.
"Does it LOOK LIKE I'M OK?!" He raised his voice at her again.
"OOOOW!" He screamed even louder.
He began to walk to his room.
"Why do you keep on screaming?" Annie asked
"It's my damn stitches," he murmured, "they badly hurt."
"What did you say?" Annie asked mishearing him.
Zaniel took a deep breath and tried not to shout as it would do him more harm than good,
"it's my damn stitches," he told her clearly, " they hurt when I shout or open my mouth too wide."
"Oh..." Annie thought to herself.
Zaniel proceeded to walk up to his room but Annie stopped him again.
"Is there anything I can do to help?" She asked.
"You can move out the way and stay away from me for as long as you live," he told her.
