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I sat on the cement rooftop. Wind blowing through my long greenish hair as I watched the sunset like most evenings. But this time, I had lots to think about. How did I even fight them? I'm so weak I can barely pick up a milk jug from the store. Yet I was able to fight Alex without Tsukis help. But that still doesn't explain how I was able to defend myself, and why I always blacked out before Kei came, and not this time. Then it hit me. It's always been me. Tsukishima Kei never existed. He was just what my brain came up with to make me believe I wasn't strong. But now I know, all the times I blacked out it was me. That's why I never actually saw Tsuki with someone else because I was actually the one fighting through all this time. If only I realized all my potential, before doubting myself and my strengths as a person. Maybe things will be better now, ill try to make friends and continue to fight my bullies.

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