Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-26600200-20150708154518

Untitled (May be called Alexa)

Notes: Rough Draft,Unfinished,kinda bad,but I'm proud of my messed up mind/

It was the night of my 14th Halloween, such a happy holiday, but not as happy as I felt in the beginning of that night,there was a carnival coming to town and I was joyful. I was wearing a vampire custom; dark Gothic dress, a dark red cape, I colored my hair red (without my mother's permission, so after the party I was grounded),high black boots and of course a pair of uncomfortable plastic fangs that left a bad taste in my mouth. When I looked at the mirror my smile died, I looked horrid, but it wasn't because my custom, I was just...ugly;my lips were always dry,my nose was big and turned,my eyes were so far apart they looked like they were heading to my sides,I was fat, my skin was so white and so dry it looked like paper, and the worst of all were my eyes; dark purple circle balls I hated with all my might.

My mother added a dark red lipstick to my custom (she also said "and don't go with any boys!" but we both knew it wasn't a possibility).

As I walked to the carnival I had a strange feeling, kind of lie the feeling you have before someone tried to steal your purse, but it was about 10 times stronger...like,someone was going to die...I stopped. after about 3 minutes of just standing there I kept on going, feeling a bit afraid.

As soon as I arrived a low voice was heard,mocking me. "Hi Alexa! you look great! FOR A PIG!" I was used to this kind of behavior so I ignored it almost automatically, I was going to have a good time and not let these brats ruin it for me. I walked right to the candy apple stand and right before the seller handed me one (while giving me a look of pure disgust) I heard something squish and felt a something soft like on my shoulder, when I looked to my shoulder I saw it was a rotten apple someone had thrown directly at me (since there was no stand for throwing them). I was angry and hurt, less from the ruining of my custom and more from the fact no one offered a hand, they all simply laughed at me. Then that dreadful voice that mocked me before was heard again "Eat it you pig!" I felt tears in the bottom of my eyes, wanting to pop out and cry until I fall asleep right there, on the cold dry ground.

But I couldn't let that happen, as fast as I could I ran from their, now knowing where I was going, but feeling that my tormenter was following. My eyes were covered by my arms and I didn't yet know which direction I was heading,  but I knew where I was going when I heard the bulldozers loud noise; the constriction site. I knew there was a cliff on the way and decided to open my eyes so I won't fall, but when I did it was too late, I couldn't stop running, and the end off the cliff passed my feet. I remember closing my eyes before I fell, and the next thing was a pain unbearable, in my head, like something sharp and edgy was going inside, getting to my brain... and then it was all dark.  