The day i met him

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it’s the winter vacation and i don’t really have that many friends, so i’m not doing much these days. In Denmark it rains all the time, especially in the winter. And more than usual this winter actually. Frankly i don’t really care ‘cause i’m more of an indoor person. I spend the most of my spare time reading and writing. My mom makes me go for walks though because she says that it’s unhealthy to stay indoor all day.
I decide to go for a walk just to make my mom happy. So i grab my phone and my ear headphones. While i walk i listen to music. Loud. So that i don’t have to answer or says hi if i see anyone i know. Let’ just say, i’m not the social kind of person. My name is Clara

I Walk around the block for about half an hour. Then i walk all the way to the local mall with my music just feeling nothing on the inside. I try to ignore people’s starring, but i can feel their eyes laying on me, even when i look the other way. I’m used to people staring at me. Especially boys. Some even yells at me and call me hot or something like that. Girls just looks mad at me. Even if they don’t know me, they hate me. But it’s not my fault. It’s not like i want it. I mean i really don’t. The few friends that i have always tells me that i’m so lucky with my pretty face and my skinny, tall figure, but the truth i, that i’m jealous of them. It’s actually kind of a burden with all these boys yelling at me, the girls hating me and most of all the creepy, middle aged men that looks at me when i walk past them.
I decide to walk home because i’m tired after been walking for over an hour. i Walk to the door that’s made out of glass. I look outside. It’s fucking snowing.
As i get outside, i start walking faster because of the cold.
I stare down at my feet while i walk. That’ why i don’t see the man walking towards me before it’s too late. Someone bumps into me and spill an entire bottle of icetea over me. I fall at the hard, cold ground and thinks to myself that at least now the day possibly can’t get any worse.

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