She sat there at the window as the breeze played with her hair. The cold outside didn’t bother her, it was her frozen soul that troubled her the most. She hadn’t realized what she had become until fifteen minutes ago, when the reality shattered her. She had become the person she had sworn would never be her.
She cut herself to relieve the pain she felt inside, she stopped eating in hopes of getting invisible to the world. She turned into a bitch to feel in control, and she hurt everyone she loved. Now, she was all alone in this cruel world.
She was still ugly and fat, she was still dumb and now, she was lonely. Nobody loved her…or did they ever?
“Nobody ever loved me,” she thought, “nobody ever will”
She stood up, the wind blowing now. Her hair tangled up, her face pale as a ghost, her eyes hard as ice. She went closer to the edge, feeling nothing beneath the tips of her toes.
“Nobody would miss me” she told herself again, reminded of the bitter truth again. She was surrounded by people, yet so incredibly alone. And this was all on her, she deserved to be hated. She felt nothing inside her, only agony.
“One step, and it will all be over”
As the darkness embraced her, she didn’t feel the pain, she didn’t have flashbacks or memories. She felt empty.