Maybe Grandma was right, maybe she needs to tell him that he had hurt her, and then move on...or at least try to.
Why carry the grief with you, why have the question constantly hanging in your brain, why me?
The thunder shook the windows and Lily sprang to her feet, closing the windows.
When the day breaks… She hears the clip-clop… of people's footsteps.
The mere sound of people around her, up and rolling forward in life, Hearing that sound from underneath her covers… had made her feel less lonely.
But the emptiness in the street, due to the heavy pouring, had started to make her feel lonely.
*Why are you pressuring yourself to live a life that you wouldn't want for someone else?*
Her Grandma had said that last night before she dropped her off at the bus stop.
It wasn't tough to get the location of the party. There were posts everywhere on the social site for the school, which she had never opened.