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I was angry. ****** I ran from the beach. I held my towel and sweater. My glasses were foggy. I couldn't see anything. I pulled them off and clenched them in my fist. I flew over the bridge and tore through the woods. My flashlight beam was slow Wavering. I ran tripped jumped panted scraped screamed flew up the stairs. I was angry. ****** Why couldn't they leave me alone. Up the stairs. Rocks Sticks Bumps ******* sharp things Leaves. The lights of the house glowed up ahead. Bright. Too bright. Like my grandma. I ran to them. Around the house. Through the door. Bright greeted me. Are you going in the sauna? Why the **** do we HAVE a sauna!!!!! We're in the middle of nowhere We swim in a lake We drive an hour To get to the closest town And yet we have a SAUNA No. I'm not going in. I'm already steaming. Even though I'm steaming A *** boiling over She SMILES ******* SMILES Why are you SMILING? So you're just fine like that? Slam. Slam the door. Goodbye. No more. I'm crying. Hot tears over my cold body. My nose hurts. I cry and cry. But no one hears me. He's in the next room And he doesn't hear me. They're still at the beach. I hear them And they don't hear me. I sit on the floor. I ignore the wet spot I'm making on the stupid grey rug. I pull my wet towel to me. I haven't dried off yet. I don't. I don't care. I stand up. I stop crying and pull my towel over my head. It is dark. I stand there. And then I walk. Through the room Bumping into beds and walls. I am nothing. Nothingness itself. I see no one And no one sees me. I can't see. I can't see. I hear my name over and over. What is that? Nothing. What did you say? Nothing. What do you want? Nothing. Yeah right. What's up? Nothing. Sure. Nothing. The word one uses when we cannot speak. I stop being nothing and take off the towel. I am not nothing. I am Nikita. I am crying again. I hear them coming up the stairs outside. I gather my clothes and put on my glasses. Still foggy. I take them off. I leave the room. Are you heading to the sauna? No. I go to the bathroom. STOP SAYING MY NAME I DON'T WANT DESSERT I DON'T WANT CHOCOLATE CAKE I'm crying again.
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Aug 27, 2013
Aug 27, 2013 at 9:08 PM UTC
Everything's Fine
I was angry. ****** I ran from the beach. I held my towel and sweater. My glasses were foggy. I couldn't see anything. I pulled them off and clenched them in my fist. I flew over the bridge and tore through the woods. My flashlight beam was slow Wavering. I ran tripped jumped panted scraped screamed flew up the stairs. I was angry. ****** Why couldn't they leave me alone. Up the stairs. Rocks Sticks Bumps ******* sharp things Leaves. The lights of the house glowed up ahead. Bright. Too bright. Like my grandma. I ran to them. Around the house. Through the door. Bright greeted me. Are you going in the sauna? Why the **** do we HAVE a sauna!!!!! We're in the middle of nowhere We swim in a lake We drive an hour To get to the closest town And yet we have a SAUNA No. I'm not going in. I'm already steaming. Even though I'm steaming A *** boiling over She SMILES ******* SMILES Why are you SMILING? So you're just fine like that? Slam. Slam the door. Goodbye. No more. I'm crying. Hot tears over my cold body. My nose hurts. I cry and cry. But no one hears me. He's in the next room And he doesn't hear me. They're still at the beach. I hear them And they don't hear me. I sit on the floor. I ignore the wet spot I'm making on the stupid grey rug. I pull my wet towel to me. I haven't dried off yet. I don't. I don't care. I stand up. I stop crying and pull my towel over my head. It is dark. I stand there. And then I walk. Through the room Bumping into beds and walls. I am nothing. Nothingness itself. I see no one And no one sees me. I can't see. I can't see. I hear my name over and over. What is that? Nothing. What did you say? Nothing. What do you want? Nothing. Yeah right. What's up? Nothing. Sure. Nothing. The word one uses when we cannot speak. I stop being nothing and take off the towel. I am not nothing. I am Nikita. I am crying again. I hear them coming up the stairs outside. I gather my clothes and put on my glasses. Still foggy. I take them off. I leave the room. Are you heading to the sauna? No. I go to the bathroom. STOP SAYING MY NAME I DON'T WANT DESSERT I DON'T WANT CHOCOLATE CAKE I'm crying again.
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Aug 27, 2013
Aug 27, 2013 at 9:08 PM UTC
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