You want to be different, you want to stand out but gosh will people just think that you are weird.
It's just a battle between saying what you want and being you, but you also have to face what others say to you. We have to face that we judge people on there looks, that's a fault in humans.
Sandy sat on the roof at her house, the bricks with cracks engraved in them fell to the ground. The wind blew and leaves got stuck into her long flowing hair. She liked to sit there, sit there and think about the future and how it would be fine. She could sit there and lie to herself.
She knew that so many more people had it worse then her. But when you feel like nothing and are just emotionally empty well, you don't understand. You need someone. Sandy didn't have that, she was scared of rejection of everyone.
The rain flooded down from the grey clouds. Yet it just trickled down her pale face. She looked like a lifeless doll.
Oh how she just has a simple dolly life.
(This took to long to get up XD)
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Stars in the clouds
Teen FictionWhy do people look up in the sky at night but will never pay attention to the clouds in the sky? Because people only look at things that are pretty. Clouds are just mere puffs of nothingness. If I were to look in the sky I wouldn't just see the sky...
