The sky above me was a deep gray, with cloud patterns scattered here and there. A bit of sun desperately attempted to shine through the thick covers of fluff, but failed hopelessly. Although the Heavens above us were in a gloomy state, the atmosphere was joyous and celebrational.
Students began piling their book bags along the basketball courts. Boys were playing rough, competitive games, while the girls hung around, often giving them encouraging shouts. I, on the other hand, had no matter in those sorts. I began to wonder around, jumping playfully over backpacks and my fellow peers' belongings.
My spirits were high; as I lept fully into the air, I felt an urge to spread those wings I knew I had... and fly away. However, gravity took it's hold on me, and I felt my feet touch the conrete ground. Looking around, I spot a few of my close friends, the people who once were strangers. They greeted me warmly, taking turns giving me those lovely hugs of theirs. Some teased me about tonight's event, asking if I'm going with my bestfriend. Telling them I refused to go, they grew deadly silent immediately.
-The setting shifts-
I was walking along side my shadow, heading towards sixth period. A heavy pressure weighted itself onto my shoulders. I ignored the feeling, and smiled to myself. I saw my bestfriend grinning my way, standing by our classroom door. He waved, and I returned it. His presence made me grow feverish and uncomfortable, but in a delightful way, that made me feel as if I was no longer alone. As I took a step forward, a sudden figure appeared by his side. I stopped, frozen, in my tracks. The figure was a girl, a rather beautiful girl. A girl that I had always wished I was. Delicate, lovely; flawless. To me, she was a stranger, someone that I had never met. But yet, my conscious is telling me I know her. That we are very close.
My bestrfriend hugged the girl, and kissed her on the cheek. Suddenly, I felt the pain throb into my throat, thriving itself to pierce into my heart. The pain was almost unbearable, it attempted to make me drown in my own sorrow. However, I was stronger than that. Was I?
As the two couple were exchanging loving gestures, I ran past them, whispering to my bestfriend an accusing comment. His expression said he didn't hear me. Could he have heard me?
I ran into the classroom, my footsteps pounding on the metal stair steps. Although my entrance was rather loud, my classmates seemed to not notice. Striding over to my assigned placement, I seated myself awkwardly. Beginning to weep, I told my friend, whom was sitting across from me, what had just happen. All my friend did was stare, looking right through me, as if I was invisible. Can't she see me?
Frantically looking around, my teacher began the class when my bestfriend and the girl entered the classroom. The girl was accepted as one of them, and she skipped to where I was. My heart pounding, I stepped up, scrambling to the wall. She sat comfortably, and began to start a conversation with my friend. My bestfriend sat beside her. Who was she?
The teacher stood up to take attendance; then, out of the blue,
"Emily?" My name rung upon the room, making me jump.
"Here!" The girl I wished I was raised her hand, and smile brightly.
- -
Here, here, here...!
It echoed in my head, as I began to sink into the black nothingness. That girl...
Was me?
The person whom I always wanted to be. Out-going, pretty, loved.
A lump caught in my throat made me grunt aloud. Noticing my eyes were shut tightly, I forced them open, feeling the dry tears at the corners of my eyelids. Glancing to my alarm clock, it read '6:46 A.M'. Yawning, I rubbed the scum away, & gazed sleepily at my faint green ceiling.
"It's just a dream..." I whispered to myself before I was kidnapped back into slumber.
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Okays, anyways, I'm sorry if this sounds a bit choppy and all.
My thoughts have been a bit scattered for a while.
Since today has been a fairly grumpy day for myself.
Today's story is about one of my dreams, it took place on the day of the Night Dance.
Thus, I wanted to go with a bestfriend. Whom just happenes to be my love.
But a girl suddenly appears out of nowhere, and takes my beloved bestfriend.
No one could hear me or see me. I'm invisible; a nothing.
But in the end, the girl turns out to be me, my wanted self.
For many years, I've longed to be a perfect, flawless person.
However, I taught myself to accept who I am.
I hope you enjoy today's entry.
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