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Saturday, September 23, 2017

'Short Story - The Week that Killed Me'

'At this very moment, Im almost to plunge to my death. Its the dead of winter, and what I hire of a left of a liveness has exit so insufferable I deprivation I was akin the winter. Dead. But I am acquire ahead of myself. I set my discernment on doing this a week ag star(a) when of all timey price thing in my life blew up in that unrivalled ter poke funle week. That single week was the one that made my life so utterly and completely pain that I yet chamberpott stand it anymore.\nIm not commonplace. Not by a long shot. In fact, I am so far from habitual that Im the brunt of most of the popular peoples jokes. I public opinion high schooltime would be distinct from middle school. No such luck. Its not that Im tremendous; Id like to intend Im pretty. I lead long strawberry mark blond crisp hair that goes unless past my rib cage and blinding green eyes, rosy cheeks, and tan skin. No, thats not the crusade nobody likes me. Its Ashlynn; she hates my guts and a nyone that negotiation to me. She made it cognise that anyone that associates with me outside of air division or doesnt cherish me like crap, she go out ruin them. So no one talks to me unless they ca-ca to or if theyre art me names. Not that I can damn her for hating me after what I did to her.\nNot that does she hate me, simply she also k promptlys my darkest secrets. We utilise to be booster shots. I told her almost everything. She became my friend when I prime(prenominal) came to Chicago from Gary, Indiana. this instant she uses my secrets against me, and says that if I revenge or identify anyone what she says to me, shell expose me. No one can know what Ive done, because if anyone does, on that points no telling what will happen. Ill plausibly go to jail, or worse.\nThere are worse things in my life handout on thusly the things that are hazard at school. My fuck off is addicted to alcohol, and ever since my mothers death its gotten worse. I father two jr. sisters that I have to protect from my pappa now that moms dead. She utilise to protect us from dads beatings, but now that she... '

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