The air hit my skin as i stepped out of my apartment. The birds chirped and i could hear my neighbors dogs barking. I loved morning's like this one.
They always seem to help me forget about the world and for those first few seconds of stepping out of my apartment, i am content and consumed by peace.
But i guess its true what they say, everything comes to an end.
A car sped by and a few kids from my school screamed some cruel things like normal.
I release a quiet sigh and continue on my walk. School was starting in a few days and honestly i was not prepared.
After the whole quarantine situation, everything changed.
People continue to social distance to this day, even after 2 years of quarantine and being forced to stay inside.
I thought back to school and felt disgusted by the thought. I didn't mind the learning aspect but the kids and teachers were just not what you wanted to be around.
I just hope some people matured since freshman year.
School was honestly hell for me but since then i changed quite a bit. Would they even recognize me?
I hope not.
The mean words, the whispers, the bullying in general was pretty much what it consisted of.
The frosting on the cake of the whole situation was Carson Brown. He happened to be my ex best friend and well why everyone targeted me.
Who would of thought one incident could change someone so sudden.
Something so natural, something so cruel. The death of his mother. It wasn't natural, the only reason i'd say it is natural is due to how natural.. well death is.
His mother was murdered, in front of him.. as well as me.
His mother was practically mine as well. She was more of a mother than mine would ever be.
She and my father gave me money and pays for the place i live. Thats all they do. I do not see them, i do not get a call every once in awhile, i do not even receive a damn text.
Ive gotten use to it though. Nothing out of the ordinary.
A tear slowly slid down my cheek at the thought of my parents. I came to terms with the whole situation but i crave for the attention they failed to provide.
I hurry and pull myself together and put my headphones in before forcing myself to run until i could not no more.
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Breathless
Short StoryPreviously known as "That girl" Life is such a delicate and dangerous thing, so why not live it to the fullest? because at the end of the day we know only one thing that's certain about life.. no one makes it out alive. After the tragic death of C...
