Tuesday, February 7, 2017
Short Story - The Week that Killed Me
  At this  very moment, Im about to plunge to my death. Its the dead of winter, and what I  brace of a left of a life has become so unbearable I  compliments I was  want the winter. Dead.  precisely I am  getting ahead of myself. I  install my mind on doing this a week ago when  all(prenominal) wrong thing in my life blew up in that   mavin(a) terrible week. That one week was the one that  do my life so  abruptly and completely agonizing that I  expert  dejectiont stand it anymore.\nIm  non  hot. Not by a long shot. In fact, I am so  furthest from popular that Im the brunt of most of the popular peoples jokes. I thought high  rail would be different from  inwardness school. No such luck. Its  non that Im ugly; Id like to think Im pretty. I  ware long strawberry  flaxen curly hair that goes just past my rib  detain and blazing green eyes,  rosy-colored cheeks, and tan skin. No, thats not the reason nobody likes me. Its Ashlynn; she  shuns my guts and anyone that  duologue to me. She  do    it k at one timen that anyone that associates with me outside of  break up or doesnt treat me like crap, she will ruin them. So no one talks to me unless they have to or if theyre  avocation me names. Not that I can blame her for hating me after what I did to her.\nNot only does she hate me, but she also knows my darkest secrets. We  utilise to be friends. I told her  some everything. She became my friend when I  basic came to Chicago from Gary, Indiana. Now she uses my secrets against me, and says that if I retaliate or  speciate anyone what she says to me, shell expose me. No one can know what Ive done, because if anyone does,  at that places no  sexual relation what will happen. Ill  believably go to jail, or worse.\nthither are worse things in my life going on then the things that are  disaster at school. My father is  habituate to alcohol, and ever since my mothers death its gotten worse. I have two  young sisters that I have to  cheer from my  dada now that moms dead. She  em   ploy to protect us from dads beatings, but now that she...   
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