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A Story by Bexfinch
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will this girl resume the many prolems put in their way

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How can such a wonderful thing do so much pain I    wondered as I  sli d into my closets  dark  corner . The smell of dirty gym socks rose out of my gym shoes as I sat there causeing me to cry even  harder.. I took deep gulps of dirty gym sock air and sighed wiping away the tears off of my dark choclate brown skin . It's not true a voice in my head said " It's true I thought she wrote it . Check   the voice  said  .  I clambored out of the closet and slid on my bed to make sure it was'nt true . I peered onto my laptop and suddenly felt weak  .My converstion with my best friend still stood there boring into me like a laser I       ran my eyes across the page quickly to make sure it wasnt true. No matter what i thought the facts stayed the same. " The computer does'nt  lie a voice in my head taunted shut up i hissed in to the silent heavy air

 

Emily :oh Alexis  nice way of liike coverin ur real name . :  ) sarcatic laugh

 

Alexis :quiet Emily! who asked for your comments and rudeness i don't like you no more and this time i am seriouse

 

Emily : Sorry  I was trying to be funny.

Alexis :your never funny

jk


   Emily:   oh yeah i guess the millions on my blog dont think that  >: [

 

  Alexis  :       yup
 
Emily :gaaaaaaaaaaa you need to reckognize som times : (

Alexis :you need to reckoginze women that i do not like you as much when you say my stories aren't that good your stories aren't that good i think i proved my point :@

Emily : Wait a sec you think this is about stories you need to stop complementing yourself because of course your stories need work but some of us write on a highr level and id better stop beffor i say somthin ill regret. YOU NEED TO STOP !!!!!! i really think you have potintial you need to  l et it grow nurture it

Alexsis : good bye:( maybe we need to stop being frends
I put my head in my pillow and screamed . I kept on screaming too . My throat began to croak as I screamed . Emily ? a muffled voiice said . I looked up to see my aunt standing  in front of me . What ? I asked with my head down. Someone sent you a letter .  I watched my aunt leave concern twinkled in her eyes. I looked at the letter like a foreign object and looked back at the door to make sure no one was there . Slowly i slid my finger across the seal listning to the bright white paper crack and crinkle as it was opened . I removed a peice of fresh notebook paper and gasped . It was from her sister . It seemed to have been written many times
 
Dear Emily,
We miss you back at home    Taylors mad at you . You shouldn't have told Lenny that she liked him it hurt her that was stupid. 
I mean I'm not angry at you but wats going on ? You've  been acting strange. My sister and you are fighting  I can tell but why.
            Sincerly
            Miranda
 

Idiotic! scream bringing my head down hard so that my head throbbs and I began to cry all over again."SO"the little voice says you gonna do somthin about it or are you gonna let the world dissapear under your feet" I can almost imagine the little voices face. Cute and sweet looking as a little child but as devlish and munipulative as a hypnotic  song. I ignore the voice and the urge its telling me I know it wouldn't make anything better .

 

I began to scribble on the letter quickly cradling my face n my hand

 I am mad at ur sister cuz shes being a total jerk  ask her why     I'm havin a total mental break down tell Taylor   sorry ill handel every thing wen i come back tell her even if it means getting hurt
                               EMILY
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© 2009 Bexfinch


Author's Note

Bexfinch
I wrote this cuz im having freind problems needing resolveing and i just wanna write somthing on how i feel . I need MAJOR revisions but tell me wat u think

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wow nice story but i hope you get better!

Posted 14 Years Ago



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Bexfinch
Bexfinch

Jacksonville, FL



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