Տᑌᗰᗰᗴᖇ:ՏOᑕIᗩᒪ ᗰᗴᗪIᗩ ᖇᗴՏᑕᑌᗴ



My school routine became so monotonous I could eavesdrop on the sound of my breath. My feet constantly hitting my feet to the ground I never liked them. I used to fall on this spot since fifth grade, down my knees... Well sometimes with my butt (This might be the reason why boys never liked me. My butt was officially swallowed by the earth till the present day. Luckily no one sees me while still on the ground. The coast is always clear. Right, it's a hand on my shoulder. Between this oak with some yellow blossoms or whatever, what do they call them again? Even though the skies are pale than I expected I can feel the breeze has got my back. Is that a human hand?

"Hy!" Ohh she looks cool. With those curly corny braids some big eyes.

Not too big. They are perfect for her face. The sparkles just showcase her bright skin tone.

"Hy. Nice to meet you... I mean.. Yeah cool, cool dude. Not that you are a guy. Sorry. Hey." ohh my God was that offensive.

What if she thinks that I am a racist? OK, what is wrong with me? It's not like I am in trouble or something. Is she going to tell me after what I said? Seriously I afraid of being in trouble or should I just run away? Well, at least she didn't hear what I just said about her. Am I thinking out loud? Jezz I am about to panick.

"😂hy nice to meet you... Dude☺️" Woow whew!

". Are you okay... Did I just scare you when I put my hand on your shoulder? I always surprise my friends, sorry.

" It's OK."

" Wanna be friends? "

" Totally. " with that tone girl. You don't want to be friends with me.

" look it's not that I want don't want to be friends or something

She read my mind,

It's for your safety"

"What do you mean for my safety?"

She gave me this frown on her face and offered me a to sit just beneath the shadow of the trees.

My butt is on the ground. But this time not hardly.

"Time after time my mind keeps stopping by, to a place of silence. Only in my illusion due to the disability of listening. To myself! I remember back then my days flowed like running water to the sea. Believe that I have all the power I can get. Totally in control of my situation. I called myself. The one to handle pressure. The night was on the 13th. A circle of family around the fire. Bodies are so desperate to get a hint of what heat is. "Ahhh!!!" A flame lay like a baby on Sam's neg. My fear decided to switch places into my nerves. That was the time I forgot to react. Zoning out for 5 days with no difference. Trauma was the name of the culprit. Neighbourhood saying am pretending as if I was affected by what happened. Saying I cast a spell on Sam. OK, what about my trauma which lasted for years? Fine then!!! I am the bad girl of your definition"

That must have been hard. My tears justified the emotions inside my chest. I was so hurt like I was that victim.

Suddenly I looked at her in the eyes. Filled with tears had to burst out laughing.

"😂😂Jeez. You are such a crybaby I made all of that up. Ohh. You killed me the moment you cried."

I mean that is not funny.

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