GHOST

Pathetic

Stupid dad, stupid people, stupid me. I, Mary K., have to move. I don't get it. I just don't get it. I get bullied and now I have to move. Unbelievable. I didn't do anything wrong. So, what if I am getting bullied, it's not like living's going to change it. The same thing's going to happen again and all my parents are going to do is run from their problems. I absolutely hate that.

You know why? Because you don't know if you're going to regret it or not. Like in Romeo and Juliet, they killed themselves so they could run away from their problems, like me. But the thing is is that they did it for what the call true love. Can they really be that idiotic? They were only 14 and 16. They are most likely going to regret their decision and leave each other in the end.

These terrible organisms who live on earths very crust are idiots. They are the only ones who would cut down a tree, make paper out of it, and would right "SAVE THE TREES" on it. And I have to be one of these disgusting witches.

"Mary, look at the sun out there. It's beautiful."

I don't see beauty in what is beautiful. I don't see what is wrong in what is wrong.

"Yeah, it is."

Lies.

"If only your mother was here to see it. She would want to ride them to paradise."

I hope she is riding them. She didn't deserve to die. I deserve to die. A warm streak of water rolls down my face. I'm so pathetic.