lil*kitty*kat
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[SIZE=14pt] I remember that day very clearly. Although it was a year ago, it seems much closer. My mother was always parading around, gloating about how beautiful her only daughter was. I was always happy, making friends, playing, laughing; all the things you would see in a girl.[/SIZE]
And then I met Alex. She was a pretty girl. Brown eyes and hair. Not as long as mine, but pretty long. We instantly became friends. Some of my friends had already hinted for sure that there was something wrong with Alex. I didn't believe them, but I regret that.
Alex told me that the box in my mother's room was really hers. I was confused but she explained that she had lost that pretty box a few years back and never found it. She asked me if I could go in and get it for her. I agreed, smiling stupidly.
I crept into the room to the dresser where mum kept the box. I felt a tug at my hair. I spun around and saw Alex holding a pair of scissors. I dropped the box and fell to my knees as I finally noticed strands of hair on the ground. Traitor...the word echoed through my mind.
'Tratior...traitor...traitor...' I still remember the look on my mother's face when she walked into the room. I wanted to tell her what had happened, but she wouldn't believe me because Alex had fled. I lay there hopelessly, listening to the screams of my mother.
A week had gone by since the incident with Alex. I hadn't seen her since. I woke up on Tuesday morning and headed down for breakfast, not knowing what was ahead.
Mom and dad weren't at the table. Nothing was on the table, except for a napkin. "Mom?" I called out. "Mom! Dad!" I began to get worried when I couldn't find them in their room.
Back in the kitchen, I looked at the napkin a little closer. Writing! Maybe mom and dad had to leave early for a conference or something. Or maybe something happened and they would come home soon.
I tossed the milk in the sink and rushed over to the table to see what was written on the napkin. I was written in red ink. No...blood...there were a couple smudge marks like fingerprints. There was something written. I tried to make it out. "For...ever..
my...love...by..e..."
Tears formed in my eyes as I realized that they were gone and weren't coming back. Did this make me an orphan? Or had they just run away? I held the napkin to my heart and began to cry in long, hard sobs.
If you were wondering, I didn't go to school that day. I just couldn't. I spent all day on the kitchen floor wondering about why this happened. Alex...I hated her. Her brown eyes and hair were stupid. Stupid...
After that, I tried not going to school anymore but the principal made me. I wouldn't speak to anyone. If anyone annoyed me enough, I could snap and yell at them. People left me alone because they were afraid.
I hated all people. Especially the ones with brown hair. I avoided speaking to anything and anyone. I always felt bad because I hadn't been eating much. I was thinking that some people began to worry about me.
I didn't want anyone to get worried or find out the truth about me, so I had to do something. So I decided to move into another part of town. I had to change schools where no one knew me.
Everyone was afraid of me. Everyone stayed far away from me. Until I met Melisa, the girl who would probably change everything. She, like Alex, had pretty brown eyes and hair. Her hair wasn't very long. About a couple inches longer than when my hair was cut.
Immediately, she sat down next to me on the bench and began talking to me. "Hey! Welcome! Welcome, Welcome! It's so nice to meet you! My name's Melisa! I'm only in the fifth grade and I know you're in the sixth but I know we could be good friends. So what's your--"
I interrupted her by slapping her hand. "Shut up and just leave!" I said coldly. She looked at me in shock. "That's not very nice. That hurt you know! But I forgive you so--" I looked at her coldly and snapped, "I never apologized and I never will!"
Melisa opened her mouth as if to say something, but I beat her to it. "SHUT UP! We'll never be friends! Will you just leave me alone? Stay away from me like everyone else! Why can't you just be normal?!" I stood up and ran off.
I felt terrible. I didn't believe what I had just said. I hurt her. I know I did. I had to apologize, even if I said I never would apologize to her.
End Chapter 1
And then I met Alex. She was a pretty girl. Brown eyes and hair. Not as long as mine, but pretty long. We instantly became friends. Some of my friends had already hinted for sure that there was something wrong with Alex. I didn't believe them, but I regret that.
Alex told me that the box in my mother's room was really hers. I was confused but she explained that she had lost that pretty box a few years back and never found it. She asked me if I could go in and get it for her. I agreed, smiling stupidly.
I crept into the room to the dresser where mum kept the box. I felt a tug at my hair. I spun around and saw Alex holding a pair of scissors. I dropped the box and fell to my knees as I finally noticed strands of hair on the ground. Traitor...the word echoed through my mind.
'Tratior...traitor...traitor...' I still remember the look on my mother's face when she walked into the room. I wanted to tell her what had happened, but she wouldn't believe me because Alex had fled. I lay there hopelessly, listening to the screams of my mother.
A week had gone by since the incident with Alex. I hadn't seen her since. I woke up on Tuesday morning and headed down for breakfast, not knowing what was ahead.
Mom and dad weren't at the table. Nothing was on the table, except for a napkin. "Mom?" I called out. "Mom! Dad!" I began to get worried when I couldn't find them in their room.
Back in the kitchen, I looked at the napkin a little closer. Writing! Maybe mom and dad had to leave early for a conference or something. Or maybe something happened and they would come home soon.
I tossed the milk in the sink and rushed over to the table to see what was written on the napkin. I was written in red ink. No...blood...there were a couple smudge marks like fingerprints. There was something written. I tried to make it out. "For...ever..
my...love...by..e..."
Tears formed in my eyes as I realized that they were gone and weren't coming back. Did this make me an orphan? Or had they just run away? I held the napkin to my heart and began to cry in long, hard sobs.
If you were wondering, I didn't go to school that day. I just couldn't. I spent all day on the kitchen floor wondering about why this happened. Alex...I hated her. Her brown eyes and hair were stupid. Stupid...
After that, I tried not going to school anymore but the principal made me. I wouldn't speak to anyone. If anyone annoyed me enough, I could snap and yell at them. People left me alone because they were afraid.
I hated all people. Especially the ones with brown hair. I avoided speaking to anything and anyone. I always felt bad because I hadn't been eating much. I was thinking that some people began to worry about me.
I didn't want anyone to get worried or find out the truth about me, so I had to do something. So I decided to move into another part of town. I had to change schools where no one knew me.
Everyone was afraid of me. Everyone stayed far away from me. Until I met Melisa, the girl who would probably change everything. She, like Alex, had pretty brown eyes and hair. Her hair wasn't very long. About a couple inches longer than when my hair was cut.
Immediately, she sat down next to me on the bench and began talking to me. "Hey! Welcome! Welcome, Welcome! It's so nice to meet you! My name's Melisa! I'm only in the fifth grade and I know you're in the sixth but I know we could be good friends. So what's your--"
I interrupted her by slapping her hand. "Shut up and just leave!" I said coldly. She looked at me in shock. "That's not very nice. That hurt you know! But I forgive you so--" I looked at her coldly and snapped, "I never apologized and I never will!"
Melisa opened her mouth as if to say something, but I beat her to it. "SHUT UP! We'll never be friends! Will you just leave me alone? Stay away from me like everyone else! Why can't you just be normal?!" I stood up and ran off.
I felt terrible. I didn't believe what I had just said. I hurt her. I know I did. I had to apologize, even if I said I never would apologize to her.
End Chapter 1
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