Breaking Up

None of this has happened... yet...

“Emma, how do you not know that?” She paused and looked at me violently. “I don’t know. I studied all night!” I looked at her and laughed, and so did everyone else. She was the only one who got it wrong. Poor Emma she was probably the smartest of us all and she was so stressed about this test. “It’s okay Emma. You just aren’t that smart” said Mickey. She was probably the meanest one of us all, but that’s okay. We still love her. Emma tried to slap her but Mickey quickly dodged it and it hit Victor, hard. Victor, being the nicest of us all (usually) didn’t do anything except say “Naughty, naughty Emma” Victor always knows how to make us laugh. He told her to kiss it better. “No Victor” She laughed “Yes Emma! Kiss it now.” We all started laughing.

              A student bumped into me, breaking me from my flashback. Michaela and Chenyu went off to start a band. I still talk to them but it is really hard to call without crying. Michelle moved to a different state to start an animal clinic. Emma is around but doesn’t talk much. Victor moved to Florida with his parents. Karalynn got accepted into some fancy school, so she left. I really dread going to school now. Without friends it’s kind of hard.

              Today seemed especially lonely. I waved to Emma but she did not wave back. I sat in my seat and looked at the board. The teacher had written “long equations”. I sighed. Today was not my day. I went to the teacher and faked a stomach ache. He sent me to the nurse and I waited outside her office for an hour. When she finally brought me in to her office I made myself throw up. She called my mom and I went home. My mom told me “sick or not you are going to the party.” I rolled my eyes and went to my room to put on the dress.

It was purple with a black corset-type thing and purple and black ribbons. It came a little bit above my knees and had a lace trim. It really was beautiful. Next to the dress was a pair of black two-inch, round toed heels with purple bows that matched. I slipped into the dress and shoes. I put my hair up into an elegant ponytail. I waited for the guest to arrive.

The first guest was my Aunt Sarah and her husband, Uncle Paul. Then my other aunt and my cousin came. Before I knew it people were coming in like blurs. Some said hello, and some just rushed by avoiding me like the plague. I didn’t mind being ignored though.

One of my mom’s party guests was her boss. He was coming over to me. I felt like running. Before I had the chance to react, he had already asked me how I was. He had a huge crush on my mom so he tries to get to know me. I don’t want him with my mom. He was mean and self-centered. I told him I was well. He looked at me for a long time studying me. When I was around him, I felt so awkward. First, because he was her boss and I did not want to say anything wrong or unapproved to his standards. I asked him to excuse me and I left.

The next part of the night was very hazy. It was, as if, it didn’t even happen. I remember staring out the window, it began to rain, and then I guess I fell asleep. I woke up and it was dark. My mom left a note the read “Out with my boss. Be back late. Don’t wait up.” I crumpled the not in my hand. I let down my ponytail and took off my shoes. 

As I stepped out into the rain with the wind flowing through my hair and my knee-length black dress, I could feel the damp floor against my skin and bare feet. I stepped further into either late night or early morning. I walked toward the steps on the side porch carefully planting each foot evenly onto the step watching how I react to the sudden chill of the cement step. I finally reached the driveway still stepping evenly.
               My hair and dress now drenched as stumbled to the parked car window and saw my reflection. So many questions race through my head, "Who was I or was I somebody at all? Why am I like this or why wasn't anybody else?” It was hard to take this all in. I began to pity myself. Then eventually became disgusted with my reflection and the questions I had, so I continued on down the driveway. I continued all the wile my stomach did somersaults and back flips. "STOP," I yelled in the darkness and no one to here it except the wind, air, the rain and myself. The burning sensation I tried so hard to ignore, my eyes blurred and tears flew down my face. The warm salty tears soon mixed with the cool rain. Then I felt it a sharp object stabbed my foot, a rock then soon a pool of blood and I was stepping in it. The words 'no more' raced a thousand times in my thoughts. No, no more, I begged.
               I ran in the middle street, dropped to my knees. More tears rippled in the light of the moon. I pounded the street with my fist. I stopped and stood up. I put my hands together over my face and closed my eyes. That was my last memory before I awoke again.

 

I awoke in the emergency room. My mom was leaning over me. “Sweetie?” she asked. I tried to talk but my body hurt all of a sudden. “Don’t talk” she said with a smile. I tried to ask what happened, but couldn’t. I looked around the room. All my friends were there. Michaela, Chenyu, Karalynn, Emma, even Michelle. “Happened?” was all I could say. My mom looked at me with a smile. “You wandered out of the house and into the street. A coming car hit you and knocked you down. She stopped and got out of her car and called 9-1-1. You were not dead just, unconscious. I called all of your friends to tell them and they all came down. You were out for nearly three days.” When my mom was done talking she was in tears. My friends ran over. They were all staring at me. They all began talking at one time. The nurse came in and said everyone had to leave because I needed my rest. Everyone said “Goodbye” and “Get well” It took every bit of my strength, but I called out “I love you guys” Everyone waved at me and Michaela said, “We’ll visit you tomorrow.” I smiled, things were back to normal.

 

 

                    

             

 

Reviews

[Rain]

A nice heartwarming story, especially how her friends came in to see her.
Hmmm...i don't see anything I could correct...
oh, just a suggestion, in the first paragraph, when they're speaking, put the diaglogues into different sentences. It just makes it a tiny bit easier to read.

Overall, a good piece

[Rae]

That was very sad, but I loved every word of it. I even cried at the end. This is a great story and I hope you can continue to write beautiful stories like this one. :)

[Luna Northstar]

Awwwww, that'll NEVER happen. And if we do leave you, now at least you know you only need to get hit by a car, then we'll come back! LOL. But really, this was a heartwarming, sweet, sad story. Amazing write :)