Walking through the dinner a pasta pot soared past my head.
"EMILY"
"EMILY"
Cassandra and Kelly screamed, I sighed heavily looking over to my old group of friends. I saw them laughing without me. My place was filled. A new emily was sat there.
I turned around to see my two friends
walk towards me, the whole dinner seemed to quite when they came in,but that was usual now,expected, we were the queens and everyone knew it.
Cassandra let out a high pitch scream as she babbled on about her story of how she lost her viginity to Ryan the school jock, the one who she had loved for three years, the one who had seen her as just another girl who would give it up to him. As she excitedly went on with her story i noticed her eyes didnt match her voice. She was hurt. No, no she was broken. Broken that a the only boy she had ever wanted saw her as nothing but another girl. This killed me but I could tell she was more dead inside.
YOU ARE READING
Why teens die
Short StoryWritten at my own point of view Facts about life. Written based on a true story
