some times even god's hope isn't enough

I drag my self out of bed in the morning, falling on the floor as the room revolves around me.
I stagger the the bathroom to look at the horror that is my face, and turn away in shame.
I rip the curtains closed pissed that the sun woke me up yet again.
I wake my mother with screams of how much I hate my life and that its all her fault.
I wonder downstairs to fatten my self with food, then throw it back up just as soon as i finnish.
I got brush away the stomach acid from my teeth and brush my pathetic hair into a hair-tie.
I grab my school bag and leave the prison that most people call a house.
I reach the hell hole that socity calls school, i sit in the empty halls and enjoy the solitude for a few prescious moments.
Just then a shadow walks in through the doors in front of me, it walks right up to me and then stands there, motionless.
I assume its some jerk and get up to leave, but it wasnt a jerk it wasnt even a guy.
I girl, maybe 3 inches taller then me ,is staring strait at me. Her misty hazel eyes searching through the layers of my soul. She steps forward, her chocolate brown hair swaying ever so slightly, and she brushes the back of her hand down my cheek. In that single touch I could feel a joy I had never known existed. She pulled me into a forien embrace. She wa hugging me then I hear her bouncing angelic voice," It doesnt have to be this way, you control every part of your life and only you can change it for the better." Then she simply faded away like she had never been there at all. I thought of what the girl had said then realized i must still be high from last night and pushed the thought away, resuming my shallow place in the empty halls of school.
 

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[Legion]

I hope this is just a story and you aren't really like this. Not sure if the title really goes with it either. Interesting piece though.