i am Happy
i am Experiencing life
i am Loved
i am Positive
i am Magnificent
i am Elegant
She stares at the girl smiling at her. Her eyes full of life and her face so bright with happiness.
The girl looks so...so...so happy.
She wants to be happy too.
Picking up the closest thing to her, she throws it at the girl that was looking at her.
But it just bounces back, hitting her instead.
"Why are you so happy? Stop it! We aren't supposed to be smiling! We're supposed to cry!" She sobs, screaming at the mirror, "Be sad! Cry with me! I don't like it when you smile!
"I want to smile too! Why can't I?" She yells at her reflection, her voice clogging up.
I don't want people to be happy when I'm not.
Walking backwards as she keeps on screaming, her back hits the wall and she slides down. Burying her face in her knees, trying to quieten herself before her parents would tell her off at all the shouting disturbing the party downstairs.
Someone touches her shoulder and she instinctively pushes back harshly, snapping her watery eyes open and placing her hand on her chest to reassure herself continuously when she sees who it is.
It was just the maid.
Patting her head and stroking her cheek lovingly like a mother would to their child.
It's not him, he can't hurt you, you're safe, breathe Sierra. Breathe Sierra. You're safe.
"I-I'm so-sorry. It's an instinct." She bites her lips harshly, to stop the stuttering and the women gets up. Telling her that it's okay.
She's okay now.
She wasn't.
I want to be happy like everyone else.
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Downtown Boy
Romance"You've said it before, you would rather something worse than want me." I murmur back, it felt so good. Not him, the feeling. Don't laugh. "I have, haven't I?" by the song: Uptown girl
