lights, camera, action

January 10, 2009
lights camera action, all eyes on her.
" didnt she just get back from rehab?"
" yeah, heard everything finally made her go crazy."
breath, just breath, one step at time dont look up.
"she used to be so pretty, so fun to be around. what happend?"
"Who knows, did you see the scars on her arms? and how her clothes hang from her body?"
stop shaking, stop panicing, stop the heart racing, calm down
" think she'll last like this?"
" last like what?"
" ya know, the whole throwing up, starving, cutting, dissapearing act she's been pulling for the last 6 years."
" no, bet she'll be dead by the end of graduation.''
dont pass out, please not now, stop being dizzy, sit in the back, no one will even see you,
" i wonder if she is happy?"
" ask her..."
chest is going to explode, its getting bigger and bigger, the room is getting smaller and smaller
run legs, please tiny little legs free me, take me to a place where the eyes of hatred are not burning holes
through my body in constant judgment.
it always comes back to this feeling

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Zero_Kiryu This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Jul. 6, 2009 at 10:55 pm
This is very good, although I must ask you where your capitalization and punctuation ran off to. This story really embodies the cruel gossip mill that seems to be everywhere there are tortured souls. I love the line 'take me to a place where the eyes of hatred are not burning holes'. That shows awesome creative talent. Keep writing! <(o.0)>
writtendesires said...
Jul. 6, 2009 at 6:04 pm
i REALLY liked it...Kudos.
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