A second turns into a minute. A minute turns into an hour. An hour turns into a day. A day turns into a week. A week turns into a month. A month turns into a year. That's what it feels like to me. Sometimes the truth is to difficult to live with. Ever had that feeling? I'm writing my feelings on a sheet of paper. I heard that it helps your feelings. So far nothing has worked. Maybe the pain has gone down too far. Maybe i will never be cured for my pain. I'll tell you why my heart is in pain. Why i feel so sad. Why i'm telling you this. Today i found out the truth. She lied. She used me. She gave me pain. Spread rumors. Embarrassed me. Today is where it all started.
I was sitting in class at school. I had made new friends. Real friends. Sometimes i missed my old group. But they were bad, immature. irresponsible, mean. We were making a doll's house in art. The teacher put me in a group with two of my old mates, Iqra and Tamreen. I smiled and moved over to Iqra and Tamreen. We continued our work. Shahnaz,Iqra, Shelyma and Tamreen were all laughing together. Near the end of the lesson the supply teacher came to our desk. Shahnaz and Shelyma were behind us. They got into trouble for not doing any work. Tamreen and Iqra said they didn't want to be shahnaz's friend because she always gets them into trouble. So i became friends with Iqra and Tamreen again. They told me Shahnaz said i was a show off, that i was silly and she didn't want to be my friend. Every time i look at her i feel a twang of pain where my heart should be. It might not sound nasty to you but the truth's not nice. Not when it shows you the pain. I heard enough. It's time for revenge...
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