I was in class getting ready to leave,
My bag was opened and my text books had fallen out.
I started picking my books up when one of the popular girls came up to me.
"How nice of her" I thought.
As she put the last item into my bag, she handed me a note.
She walked back to her desk laughing with her friends.
I opened the note, my eyes had teared
"Go kill yourself freak, no one cares about you"
I shoved the note into my pocket and left class
"Maybe I should"
I brought a piece of broken glass to my wrist
And as a sat on the girls bathroom floor, I watched the tiles go red.
My vision went blurry and I finally found inner peace.
My eyes opened one last time with a tear rolling down my cheek.
I saw a girl running towards me screaming...
It was the girl who handed me the note.
YOU ARE READING
The note
Short StoryA short story about a shy girl who gets handed a note, the person who gave her the note and a story from two perspectives
