Most people won't read
this but it's worth the time
If society killed the teenager,, then what's left inside? A
lonely young lady that was just left behind. For she was once a
child, so wild and free. But now she hides in a room under lock
and key. "Is this what is to happen?" She asks out
loud. "Yes, this is what happens since society killed
me." She answered herself. She stares blankly at the wall
seeing nothing but white, but she has never considered going into
the light. To escape the pain and anger and thoughts. But now she
just takes out her knife and startes to slit her wrists. Each
time asking for a little more foreignness. Then something stops
her, a feeling, a hope. That makes her smile, forces her to cope
with the new born happiness that she hasn't witnessed in
years. So she gets up to unlock the door to the room not daring
to look back. She notices the snow, and the feeling grows until
she can't stop smiling. She goes straight to her old house to
see all her family sitting around a fire not saying a word. The
lady comes in, waiting for anger to raise in the room, so she
closes her eyes and waits for the worst. She shrinks back when
she feels a touch but then comes back up, to embrace the hug. She
gets rushed to the bath room, feeling the band-aids cover the
blood from the blade and she feeling warm hot slashing her face.
She decided to look now and the coast isn't clear, because
everything from her past is over much still here, so she closes
her eyes tighter this time and covers her face with her new
bandaged figures weeping into her mother. "Hush, it's
ok. I love you now so there is no need to worry." Says the
soothing voice of her mom still hugging her child.
So you see society may
have killed the teenager, but it also set her free.
