[Story-ish] ----- She sat on her chair, almost at the edge of crying.Looking at the screen she saw she had no messages at all for hours.Everyone around her made her feel invisable.No one talked to her.No one called for her.The phone was oh so silent.The constant silence drove her to madness.She continue to press on "F5" on her keybored waiting for something, anything to come up.The page went blank and then showed nothing yet again.She layed her head on the desk and grabbed at her hair.
"Queer noise, Heteromorphic livings, Unexpected sentiment, Meaningless existence,"
She sang.She looked up at the time.It wasn't even half way through the day.Her friends have gone out with their real friends to play with them in real life and have a real friendship while the girl sat and stared at the screen.She waited for HER real friend to come on.It was someone she bearly knew but she cared deaply for.She knew she was off some place off with her other friends out there, having fun.Yet she screamed at herself not knowing why it didn't make her happy.
Why didn't it make her happy knowing she was happy?Tears ran down her face as she began to gnaw on her fingers hungrily.Where has HER real friends gone?To have fun with their friends and they slowly began to forget about her? The tri-colored hair girl stopped gnawing to look out of the window across the room.Kids and their friends,walking home from a hard day of school.They had smiles painted on their faces as they began to talk about something that was so funny their laughs boomed from outside.One of the kids turned and looked at the window.The girl quickly backed from it and hid before they wanted to really get involved.She crawled back to her chair and refreshed the page again.
Still nothing.No one wanted to talk to her and she knew it.Her heart ached as more tears spilled down her cheeks.She quickly got up and ran to the kitchen grabbing a razor.No one was at home.No one to be around for hours.She began to think about the trouble she was about to be in if anyone found out.She looked at her wrist then back at the razor.Her pupils sunk to the back of her eyes then pressed it to her wrist but kept it there.She began to shake.Dropping it onto the floor she began to whale out in a cry.
"SOMEONE! ANYONE!"She cried out, knowing no one heard.Her crying lasted for awhile.The razor laying on the floor not even staind.She cried as if she had hurt herself.She banged on the floor with her fists, wishing someone would be there for her.
"PLEASE! I BEG YOU!" She cried harder. "P-please....!" She layed on the floor in a ball waiting for a reply.The part of the floor glistened with droplits of tears.
Matt The Whore · Sun Dec 28, 2008 @ 03:57am · 0 Comments |