The only way to make the hurt in my heart stop is to make my heart stop.
Her mind filled with relief. It would finally be over.
No one will even notice because no one ever notices me.
She picked up her things and walked into the busy hallway, an invisible face in the sea of many. Then someone bumped into her, and all her things went flying. She watched as people stepped on her books and kept walking.
That's just like my life.
As she was picking up her things, something amazing happened. She looked up and noticed a blonde girl on the other side of the hallway. The girl looked into her eyes and smiled.
Is she looking at me? Is there really one person caring about me?
She thought about that smile late into the evening, and decided to hang on for one more day. She wanted to make sure she hadn't imagined it. After 4th period math the next day, she nervously walked into the hallway and searched the faces. Soon their eyes met, and the blonde girl smiled again.
One day became two.
The girl knew if she could just hold on until 4th period math, she could make it. There was hope.
Sometimes hope can be found in the smallest things. It comes around the corner at just the right time and smiles at you, if you're looking.
Please lift up your eyes and look.