Short 2: Break Free

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I frown down at my phone. Can't deal with my shit anymore? I scream in frustration. After all this time with dealing with her shit and supporting her and helping her... this is how she repays me?

I look to my right and look at all the photos of my friends and I. Standing up straight from my bed, I briskly walk over and tear them all down. Who needed friends like this? Friends who couldn't deal with who you are. Friends who make assumptions and who jump to conclusions.

I crumple down to the floor and gasp for air. My throat hurt from all the screaming. My lungs were gasping for air. I needed out. I needed to move, the break free. I pick up all of the pieces of broken friendships off of the floor and dumb them in the bin, where they should be. I pick up my phone and block them off all social media. Who needs friends like that when I have myself? I smile to myself. Today, I make a change.

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