Holding hands, smiling, laughing out of joy to graduate with the person you love. It seems like its distant but it's far from that. This particular person doesn't really believe in such things as love and happiness. Let's just see if we believe if her thoughts are true.
A white haired girl, 5'2, almost at the middle of her senior year with at least a 3.0 GPA. She was never considered as a "social" person, more like a social outcast. She had a pretty rough life, having a rough relationship with her mother and stepfather. Reason being? Her father had done something that she never imagined her father would even do. Commit suicide and for her to discover him as soon as she came home. Of course, she put herself in that position before she had realized it. She continues to mentally and physically abuse herself for it, but she didn't really mind it. It's been going on for her for several years.
As she was eating a few grapes, scrolling on her Macbook, going through websites,just to pass the time and to get out her thoughts as to why she is the way she is but she couldn't help but try to stay out of her mind and herself.
As she continued to scroll, she thought she heard a voice call her out, so she closed her laptop, got up from her seat. "Hello?" She said, her voice sounded off, like someone was trying to spook her. She knew it wasn't the case. She started to walk around her home, looking to see if anyone was in the house with her, of course she was home alone. After a while she heard something tumbling upstairs so she grabbed the closest object that she could fine, but it was a little magazine that she usually gets in the mail and she hardly even reads it. 'Might as well use it since it's in my hand.' She thought as she wrapped it till it looked like a mini fly swatter. As she started to walk up the stairs, she noticed that her bedroom door was open. So, she cautiously held her not so great weapon that she had and rushed the intruder.
"Ow, Sierra, what was that for?" A brown haired guy, 5'8, fairly muscular but to Sierra, quite a bit of an annoyance to her. She rolled her eyes and looked at him, her hand at her hips and leaned to the side.
"If you didn't scare the hell out of me, Alphonse," she said as she was swinging around her hand with her choice of weapon, a magazine, may I mind you, "You wouldn't have gotten hit by this." She continued as she held up the rolled up magazine sarcastically.
"Yea, yeah. So what's up? Why are you at home by yourself?" Alphonse asked, as he ransacked through Sierra's closet and drawers. She didn't really mind that he did go through her stuff. She does it all the time to Alphonse anyways.
"I needed some time off to myself. I hardly do anything and the fact that my life had been hard as well. You know this all too well. I will see you at school. Now, out, Alphonse." Sierra said as she pointed to her door, signalling to get of her house. Alphonse rolled his eyes and started walking out, going down the stairs and waving.
She immediately rushed to him and said,"Tell Edward i said hi." He nodded and was already out the front door. After a few moments, she decided to walk back up into her room, lay on her queen-sized bed with back duvets and some white pillows to contrast the colors of her room, which was mostly black. As Sierra dove into her soft duvet on her bed, she began to feel sleepy and eventually passed out, due to the lack of sleep and the countless allnighters she has been doing to get her grades up.
The next day had came and Sierra wasn't really looking forward to going to school. I admit, it's kinda hard for her to even look at some people, like Alphonse's girlfriend, Alyssa, who she didn't really like, but had to because it's her best friend's girlfriend. Anyways, as time started pass by quickly, she noticed that Allysa started to make her life miserable, like spilling some Starbucks coffee on Sierra, just to make her feel degraded and not worthy of anything, of course, Alphonse had to stand and watch. He had no choice but to stand and watch. 'Why are just standing there? Do something, Alphonse!' Sierra thought but she couldn't speak, she was to broken and upset to even say something to him. Alyssa's terrorizing Sierra had been going on for a while but she couldn't really do anything about it.
