I kept my pain to myself, not letting anyone see.
Until one day, this one person went up to me
and asked, "Are you okay?" I guess they saw me crying, saw me taking deep breaths.
I need to get this person away before they get tangled in my mess.
I cling to my chest putting on a fake smile, biting my pink lip saying, "I'm fine thank you for asking. I just was so happy that I got a dog recently!" I mean I wasn't completely lying I did get a dog, but only because my mother got tired of my crying, my weeping.
She always says I have nothing to cry about because I am so young.
Little does she know I think I have, everything to cry about.
But, I have to hush, be quiet so she won't say anything. So, it's very important that this person goes away.
After while they did,
waving with glee walking away like they just did an amazing good deed.
To me they did and that deed was walking away, but part of me wished they stayed..
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Shh, she can hear you(short story)
Mistério / SuspenseThe story of a girl struggling to break free and breaking because of it.