Quiet

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'So many people'. I say in my mind, I look around, observing the people closest to me.

There is almost a hundred kids in here trying to get out of school for summer vacation.

'I should go to my-'. I was cut off by landing on the floor face flat.

'shit , shit, shit, shit,' I haven't noticed who I've hit, all I cared about was leaving as soon as possible.

As I was reaching to pick up one more item I have dropped on the floor, I was to late, the person who I have hit has already picked it up.

As I pick myself up from the ground, I didn't take a second glance to the person who has picked my notebook up.

I just stand there with my head down, too embarrassed to look at them.

"can I have my book please?" I say trying to be as quiet as possible.

"And why would I do that?" He says, still holding my book on his hands.

I didn't say anything, all I did was stay silent.

"Shut up, don't be such a dick!" I heard some high pitch voice speak.

I looked up to see who was there, I noticed there was more than one person, I panicked.

"never mind, you can have my book" I say still trying not to speak too loud, in fear of causing a scene. 

I walk as fast as I can, wanting to seem like I was simply walking and not running from embarrassment.

As the wind hit me in the face when I went out it made me feel more steady and in control with my emotions.

I went to the garbage can close by, I stand there for some time not noticing I have been there longer then I should have been.

"Are you...okay?" I heard someone behind me ask, I flinched at the sudden hushed voice.

I look behind me and saw the same group of people whom I saw from before, I felt myself get more embarrassed then what I already was before.

I just can not process talking to people, especially kid's that go to my school. I just nodded my head, and gave a slight smile raising up the ends of my mouth.

They start to raise my notebook to place them on my hands, I proceed to reach out for it to recieve it, I stuff the notebook in my bag.

I give him a nod and start to walk away, it was still windy outside so all I could smell was the wind and hint of wet leaves that kept brushing along my nose.

As I made it home I noticed that both my parents weren't here, 'I wonder where they could be..', I question myself.

As I enter my key inside the door knob, I feel a strange feeling go up my spine, I brush it off, thinking I was just cold.

I enter my house, wondering why it felt so strange to be inside it, I take a look around to see if anyone was home, maybe my parents were here? But like I thought before I entered my house, no one was here.

"What are you laughing at?" I hear someone whisper into my ear, I feel that shiver down my spine again, I look behind me as quick as possible.

As I look behind me I noticed no one was there, I start to get a tense feeling in my stomach, the anxiety kept crawling into my throat, holding it tight.

As I look straight-ahead again I noticed a shadow up in my parent's room, 'I guess they are here after all.' I thought with a frown on my face.

I went to go up the stairs and that is when I felt it. I started yelling and screaming while a  pair of hands digged into my skin causing an aching pain on my calves.

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