Teen Heart

My mother used to tell me 'Shame on those who shame on you'. But.... It never helped me feel better.... It's like, what am I going to do about people who "shame" on me, right??? But... Then, again....

Chapter 2

Turning Tears into Roses

As I walked down the dark, brisk, alley, I couldn't help but look up at the sky. The night sky is my favorite part of life. The stars in what seems to be a deep blue sea, are as bright as "Heaven's Light". It seems like it's pulling my soul into it's cataract eyes, leaving my body in a comatose state. I can't look away from it's deep heart, full of emotion. I envy this sky; for I'm devoid of any emotion. I feel no pain, I am made of steel. I feel no sadness, I'm far from Depressed. I feel nothing; I'm devoid of any emotion. 'Why can't you see that I'm hurting, Anna?!' my ex-best friend once asked me, 'Why?!' Well, she found out the exact answer to that... I have no emotions. And that is exactly why I called her my 'Ex-Best Friend'. Because of my no emotions, she left me all alone, to "burn", as she liked to call it. I sighed and began to shuffle my feet as I walked; alone, in that one alley. It seemed to last forever, but i knew better than to think that. I finally looked down from staring at the sky, dropping my head so I could see straight. A black figure stood at the end of the alley. It was tall, and it looked like a male. "Hey," the figure called out, "Is that Anna Hendricks that I see?" I know that voice. I would be able to recognize it, even in a huge crowd of loud people. That voice... That voice belonged to Tyler Sanchez. He's a senior at Flingully High School. Tyler and I were best friends, that is, up until this year. He had killed my best friend, Shari, (pronounced Share-ee) in the Cafeteria, so that everyone could see. I felt a cold shiver run down my spine; I began to panic. "T-Tyler?" I called out, scared, "Is that you?" Tyler's figure began to draw closer, his footsteps lighter. "Yes, Anna," He said, mischieviousness in his voice. I shivered as he stepped up beside me, laying his head on my shoulder, whispering ever-so-lightly; "Oh, how I've missed you, beautiful." That was all it took to make my legs turn to Jell-O. He kissed my neck, lightly. "Where have you been hiding from me, Anna?" Tyler smiled against my neck, "It seems like you've been trying to HIDE from me! You wouldn't do that, now, would you?" I gasped and shook my head. "No, Tyler." I responded, calmly, "I wouldn't. In fact, I've been searching for you." I felt his body stiffen. He clearly wasn't expecting to hear this. He stepped back from me, shock written all over his expression. "You have?" Tyler lost his pokerface. I smiled, trying to act angelical. "Yes," I answered, "I have. I searched high and low just to see you. Have you really missed me?" He looked away, blushing, "Is it bad to say that I have?" I smiled and felt the fear melt away from my body. So that was fear? I've never experienced it before. "How's life?" Tyler shuffled his feet, clearly uneasy, "I mean... How's... Heather?" I felt my jaw drop at his mentioning my sisters name. "I don't know, I haven't seen her in a LONG time." I said, making the annoyance clear in my voice. He nodded, clearly understanding that I don't like talking about what I used to call my "family".

Is that really what it was? A "family"? I thought it was just a group of people you call "Sister", "Mother", and "Father" out of so-called 'Respect'.

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