
Pouring it all out
Six
I was not going to give that lying cheating no good piece of sh-
"KELSEY" Harry screamed I gave him the finger and ran. I have wanted to do that for so long. I just kept on running, the adrenalin filling my veins. I only looked back to see Lindsey with a smile on her face. What I wouldn't give to punch her right in the face. To give that perfect little nose a bump. I was running forego knows how long. I knew Harry wasn't filling me. Why would he? He had Lindsey. That perfect Blonde Bitch. I wasn't fair. Why was she perfect but not me?
When I got home, the first thing I did was shove a FATASS candy bar in my mouth. I was about to swallow. I ran upstairs to throw up. I knew I wasn't perfect.
I will never be.
With that I went to bed. Not before checking my phone. Nothing from Harry. I closed my eyes. It was only like 12:00pm. I got up to shower. Before I stepped in, I could see all the scars I had. The cuts on my wrists, the nail and fist marks from my loving mother. The bruises of angry hands all over. I stepped in the shower and cried. I decided that I shouldn't be alone with myself, so I walked to the park. I saw someone that looked like Harry. I was about to shout but remembered what happened. It wasnt even Harry. After all we had been through. I had been through. On my way Home, Insaw Lindsey with her posse of bitches.
" HEY SLUT, HARRY AND I JUST FUCKED. YOU TWO ATE DINE HE ONLY DID THAT FIR FUN LOSER DIE IN HELL"
"KELSEY" Harry screamed I gave him the finger and ran. I have wanted to do that for so long. I just kept on running, the adrenalin filling my veins. I only looked back to see Lindsey with a smile on her face. What I wouldn't give to punch her right in the face. To give that perfect little nose a bump. I was running forego knows how long. I knew Harry wasn't filling me. Why would he? He had Lindsey. That perfect Blonde Bitch. I wasn't fair. Why was she perfect but not me?
When I got home, the first thing I did was shove a FATASS candy bar in my mouth. I was about to swallow. I ran upstairs to throw up. I knew I wasn't perfect.
I will never be.
With that I went to bed. Not before checking my phone. Nothing from Harry. I closed my eyes. It was only like 12:00pm. I got up to shower. Before I stepped in, I could see all the scars I had. The cuts on my wrists, the nail and fist marks from my loving mother. The bruises of angry hands all over. I stepped in the shower and cried. I decided that I shouldn't be alone with myself, so I walked to the park. I saw someone that looked like Harry. I was about to shout but remembered what happened. It wasnt even Harry. After all we had been through. I had been through. On my way Home, Insaw Lindsey with her posse of bitches.
" HEY SLUT, HARRY AND I JUST FUCKED. YOU TWO ATE DINE HE ONLY DID THAT FIR FUN LOSER DIE IN HELL"
10/16/13