Losing my real self

Behind the scenes

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I sat in silence listening to dad's scolding, I felt ashamed about what happened last night. I woke up today with a slight headache and I felt pale, My head is slumped down and finally, dad is done scolding me, he made for the door and gave me a last look, but before he would step out, he said those heartbreaking words to me,

"You are going for rehab and I insist", with that he shut the door loud enough to break the walls.

I slowly slipped from the bed unto the floor still in pj's and clutched unto my chest tightly, I felt so much pain, were the tears when I need them the most, I stretched further unto the floor feeling pity for myself, I began to imagine my life if my mom should be alive, how happy I would have been, I wouldn't feel my life messed up as it is now. I managed to get up from the cold floor and headed to the bathroom to get a warm bath, I poured shampoo unto my long hair and massaged the scalp, after shampooing my hair, I slowly rub my hands with bath gel on my body in a soothing manner, this is my own way of comfort when I was threatened that I could breakdown any moment. I got out of the shower and proceeded with drying my hair with a hair blower, I sat in front of the mirror and combed my hair, a tear slipped and I wiped it away, fixing my hair in a ponytail with a colorful ribbon, I leave strands of hair running down to touch my cheeks, I go in for bright blue pants and grey hoodie with a masked man designed on it, I put on my white sneakers, and rub lipstick on my lips bringing out my cute love shaped lips, I put on a little makeup, I always felt amazed at how I do take my time to dress up when I was in my worst moods, I stood before the mirror practicing a smile which would hide my sad face, I let out a breath picking up my bag and slumped it unto my shoulder, stepping out of my room and climbing the stairs gently, my stomach rumbled for food but that's not my priority for a day, I step out of the house gently to avoid dad getting to know that I left without his ride. I walk down the walkway slowly in deep thought I had passed seven houses almost about to take another route out of the neighborhood and my head snapped to a loud wail, I got curious and walked back slowly following the sound of someone sobbing loudly and pleading for mercy, I stopped at the fifth house and quickly jumped into their little garden, I peeped through their front window and I was horrified that I shrieked loudly, I jumped out and run as fast as I could wishing to disappear at that moment, I quickly joined a bus, sitting in the far corner and shaking like a leaf, I feared someone might have seen me, soon the bus had reached my destination and I hopped out unto the campus still running to the lecture hall, I bumped into the room and everyone just stared at me as if I had just dropped from Mars. I scurried to my seat and tried breathing hard which I found very difficult to do, luckily, there is still more time to catch my breath before the lecturer walks in, I look over to where the course rep sits and it's empty, I know him to be the happiest person ever, what if that's what he goes through every day, I shook my head sadly and held my head in my palms, a slim blonde girl approached me and dropped a rose flower and card on my desk without saying anything and exited the room,
The boys were shooting daggers at me, some just smirked and the girls rolled their eyes at me,
I look at the present and I turn the card over it had no scribbling on it,
"Who could have sent this ", I said out loud, and no one responds they all go back to their chatters and readings ignoring me. I stood and walked out of the class looking for the nearest trash bin and I trashed the flower and card into the bin and step into the class, just then I heard his voice and laughter and I looked over at his seat, he sat there looking cheerful and showing his white set of teeth, I saw the guys gather around him, a way of welcoming him, someone tapped his back and I saw him wince faintly, so much strength from someone who had a scribbling at his back with a kitchen knife by a woman whose relation I barely know to him.

After experiencing a phase of writers block, I came up with this, I hope you love it, I am really hungry for your comments and votes, tap the star for me please please, please 🙏.