It was like a knife stabbing my heart.
Only, it was a repeating pain. The knife would pull out than plunge back in again.
I was going to puke. I could feel it; the nausea, the drumming in my ears, the tears clouding my eyes...and that plunging.
"I'm sorry," he said again, slowly closing the door. I could see the look on their faces before it fully closed, their anxious looks to see what my next action was and how I'd react to the humility.
I stood on the porch, my schocked face almost touching the peeling paint on what had been an official slap in the face, a banishment; the door.
I felt so exposed, as if my clothing had been ripped off me and I was simply not human anymore. The tears were now spilling out from my eyes and I couldn't stand there any longer. I turned around, walking off the steps and quickening my pace as I got closer to the school.
I headed up to the bathroom, slamming open the door with my palm, leaving an echo in the empty toiletries.
I walked over to sink, placing my hands on the cold, porcelain rim and grasping it with my pity strength. I glanced up and a horrible figure stared at me, her face all puffy and red, her eyes bloodshot with black circles around it, her teeth tightly clenched, matted hair was flattened on her angry face.
The deathly stare from this girl I thought I knew inside and out frightened me. I took a step away from her, and to my bemusement, she did the same, a new calmer look spread across her.
Only, it was a repeating pain. The knife would pull out than plunge back in again.
I was going to puke. I could feel it; the nausea, the drumming in my ears, the tears clouding my eyes...and that plunging.
"I'm sorry," he said again, slowly closing the door. I could see the look on their faces before it fully closed, their anxious looks to see what my next action was and how I'd react to the humility.
I stood on the porch, my schocked face almost touching the peeling paint on what had been an official slap in the face, a banishment; the door.
I felt so exposed, as if my clothing had been ripped off me and I was simply not human anymore. The tears were now spilling out from my eyes and I couldn't stand there any longer. I turned around, walking off the steps and quickening my pace as I got closer to the school.
I headed up to the bathroom, slamming open the door with my palm, leaving an echo in the empty toiletries.
I walked over to sink, placing my hands on the cold, porcelain rim and grasping it with my pity strength. I glanced up and a horrible figure stared at me, her face all puffy and red, her eyes bloodshot with black circles around it, her teeth tightly clenched, matted hair was flattened on her angry face.
The deathly stare from this girl I thought I knew inside and out frightened me. I took a step away from her, and to my bemusement, she did the same, a new calmer look spread across her.
I raised my hand and watched her carefully do the same, than I placed it against her flat, symmetrical surface; a mirror. Adrenaline rushed again and I pulled my hand away from the reflection, watching myself agressively come forward with a fist and shatter the carbon copy of myself.
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