29 December 2012
Terror flooded the streets. Her knees buckled, and to the cold, hard ground she fell. She couldn't take it anymore. She was living in a mad, sick world that only judged and hurt her. This world has turned into a never ending haunted house, and there is no escape. Lies, drama, hatred, pain, storms, tornadoes, hurricanes, rain. She was sick of all of it. Everyone said she'd never be good enough; she didn't live up to society's harsh standards. From her wrists blood showers flowed, and from her eyes tears crawled down her pale cheeks. All she wanted to do was escape from the pain. Words burned in her mind, words so hurtful, words that were such a crime. Ugly, stupid, and worthless, that's what they said she was. They were hypocrites, telling her to just be herself, and then turning around and judging her for who she really was. They crushed her dreams, they broke her down. She fell weak, and she gave up.
This is the story of many people unfortunately. Society is breaking apart everything about people, stripping them of who they truly are. Why do things have to be this way?? Why can't we respect out differences?
Haunted House • Opuss № I