she just sits there looking down at a peice of paper. yet to her it is not paper it is a whole new world. her own wonderland. were she can go and do what ever she wishes. her parents are there holding hands and smileing, smileing like she had never seen them. she just feels so happy and everything is fine and then the bell for her next class rings and she awakes from her little world back into the one she dreaded to even look at. as she picked up her books a boy walked up and stuck gum in her hair she didnt notice untill she walked out of the class room and people pointed and laughed at the boys crule joke.
so she wakled on people triping her and laughing at her wile she tryed to tug the peice of gum out of her hair. she walked into class and sat down, not even needing to hold back tears for this had happend so much she disnt know how to cry anymore. she felt someones eyes on her wile she tryed to do her work so she tured and it was the hotest guy in class laughing...at something? she turned looking around to see what was so funny and then found it was her. she had a postit on her back saying "loser". she got up at this ready to kill the next person that looked at her. at with that everyone looked up at her laughing again. she just exploded with rage it was geting to much, she was tired of happyness she was tired of it all so she went up to the teachers desk and pulled out the sicors out of the pencil holder. she stomed up to one of the skinny cheerleaders who was still laughing and got her by the throut. she screamed. "HOW ABOUT THIS DO YOU ALL THINK THIS IS FUNNY?" the room went silent. everyone scared it had all happend so fast they were just dumfounded. "YES THIS ISNT AS FUNNY IS IT? 3 YEARS, 3 YEARS HAVE I PUT UP WITH THIS sh*t. 3 F**KING YEARS. NO NO MORE." she closed her eyes and pushed the girl away from her and just like that she slit her own thout and her blood ran down her neck. no one went up to her at first they went to the cheerleader to make sure she was ok and then saw the girl laying on the ground her eyes closed as if she was sliping into her wonderland. once again

wow, thats like really good, like holy jeez i relly liked that. it like honelsty says stuff, like emotional, and its true, and you know how to put it into words.. i really liked it:)
rOze

i hate it i could have done better

~such a lozer~

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me

no ur not!! it was awesome!!!! i love it, how the person just like gets out ya know?

well im glad YOU liked it my mom wants to get me therpy for all the storys i write

Kaysie....

I know what you mean exactly. when i was in high school...I wrote a story about a guy whose girlfriend had died. He kept having these visions of her calling to him. so, eventually, he killed himself to be with her. I got an 'A' for the story and showed it to my Mom. She was ready to put me in therapy. She thought I was going to kill myself!!!

Your stories are so emotional and powerful. I love reading them. I'm sorry that I haven't posted on your stories more.

Your amigo
James

ya my mom wants to do the same tihng, only its the poems i wirte not the storys. she like freaks but eventually gets over it, tell her its ur way of expresisng urself and its better then actually kiling urslef

Reading this reminds me of my own high school days. I remember a guy everyone made fun of, and teased. He was my best friend. Randy was probably the best friend I ever had. No one ever saw him for who he was. He was probably the most creative guy I've ever known. If only people could see others for what they have inside.

I really enjoyed this story, thank you for sharing.

KICK a*s dude i loved it. Blood death sadness keep doin this kinda work and u maybe the next Edgar Allen Poe trust me. O and i guess this must be your life huh?