we had school today
for the first time since the hurricane.
I didn't want to go
and my parents probably wouldn't have noticed
if I didn't go anyways,
but for some reason
I found myself
getting dressed
and heading to school.
Maybe it was because
I didn't want to sit in the apartment
all by myself
with my thoughts
with my guilt...
but being back at school?
my own personal hell
aside from the hospital
since Presley
and my so-called 'friends'..
since they posted that video
since they betrayed me
backstabbed me
humiliated me.
everyone hated me
because of them.
the rumors would be out of control.
the stares
the whispers
the laughs
the mocking...
I felt dizzy
just thinking about it.
I had to stop walking
to sit on the sidewalk
with my head between my knees
telling myself over
and over
and over
to breathe
because I couldn't
why couldn't I breathe?
I felt myself choking on air
and I clutched my head
because my ears were ringing
and then I was finally gasping for breath
breathing
breathing
breathing
alive
I was alive
but would I survive?
* * *
I got into a fight today.
I don't know what came over me
but these girls
they were talking about Daiha
they made fun of her
called her insane
said she should be put in a mental asylum
when she woke up..
if she woke up..
then they said that
she should just stay in her coma
and never wake up
and I just
I couldn't let them talk about her like that
so I dropped my bag
walked up to her
and slapped her in the face..
she was so shocked
she couldn't believe
that I slapped her.
I slapped the other girl too
and that was when all hell broke loose.
they pulled my hair
and I kicked
and scratched
and punched
and wrestled
and even though it was two against one
I had more rage
because my sister deserved to wake up
to live
to be happy
because it
was
my
fault
that she was in a coma.
it was my fault
everything...
If I had just spent more time with her
maybe she wouldn't have cut herself
and starved herself
and wanted to die
and oh God
I was crying
I was in the principals office
and I was crying
and
crying
and
crying
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Breathe
Poetry-Sequel to Smile- The devastation of hurricane Jordan has left Delilah Smith in a tailspin. Her sister, Daiha, is in a coma, and doctors aren't sure if she's even going to wake up. When her parents aren't working they're spending all of their time a...