Little Bird

|| Chapter 8 ||

I had been in my bed for days. 

I lost count of what day it was. I even lost count of what month it was. There came a day where I forgot my name for a while because I had lacked to wake up the day before I was asleep the whole day and I didn't want any disturbance. 

Grossly enough,I didn't even shower for the time being. I didn't brush my mane or brush my teeth but at least something good came out of my depressing stage because I didn't get up to look at my mane once. I honestly felt bad for the people who lived here,who came in and out,making sure I didn't do anything harsh. I felt so gross to the point where it added my heavy heart. 

While I was sitting here,I had been introduced to a couple new people. Almost all of them had given me a warm smile to make me feel welcome,all of which I scoffed at. 

There was Ashton,who was a hurling ball of energy. I felt as though the moment he came in to the moment he walked out,his mouth wouldn't close. He nearly got me to smile. Something I wanted to do so badly. Something I wanted to genuinely do. 

Then came Luke. He had a manly bravado going for him. He stared and he stared until I thought he was trying to steal my soul. To which I reacted by pulling up my bed sheets. 

Michael was next. He had this weird aura thing about him. He seemed so intimidating,I thought he was going to harm me until he offered me some pokemon ball shaped cookies. To which he proceeded to tell me that he had baked them himself. I cautiously took one, worried that they had poisoned it or drugged it with some sort of sleeping medicine.