January 19 2016A Story by LRambling. And digressing.I woke up today and all I desired to do was fall back asleep. My plaid bed sheets were so warm and the dimmed room was so cold. I made myself sit up, I made myself swallow pieces of a waffle, and I made myself put on sweatpants. I didn't change my shirt. I wasn't up for putting make-up on so I swiped mascara a couple of times. I listened to the same slow song over again the ride to school. It was so cold. I thought about how warm I was in my small bed. I got to school and scurried off to the bathroom close to my first period class. I have no where else to go and I am avoiding my old psychology teacher because of her club I ditched. I don't know why I signed up for it, I don't even want to be in it. I sat with acquaintances in the cafeteria around the entrance at lunch. I glanced around and every table was occupied with people. Every-one was minding their own business, talking to their own friends. Some sat at the same table but faced different directions. They laughed too loudly and I could hear parts of their conversation when one would get excited and raise their voice a little higher. I couldn't pay attention to every detail at once. I found myself zoning out for a couple of minutes. But there were even more people outside, sitting on benches under the trees or in the open. Some sat alone on the bench beside a building. I guess they didn't mind the cold. Or just didn't want to be a bother by going inside the cafeteria, only nobody would acknowledge them. Every-one would be paying attention to their friend as their friend talks about a problem or story or something. They wouldn't acknowledge the others surrounding them. You could be in the same room as someone and they wouldn't notice you. And if they do, they forget what you look like as they get distracted with something else a second later. You're their background noise and they're your background noise.
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Added on January 19, 2016 Last Updated on January 20, 2016 Tags: thoughts, highschool, people |