Short Story

This Could Be You

It was a sunny day at school, 8:30 am, I got out of my car. The halls are crowded with students and teachers. Walking to my first class, I see Sam. He had this big dumb smile on his face. I look over and see Chloe. She’s twirling her hair and smiling at Sam. I don’t take notice of her though. I can hear Sam talking about me, as I walk by them Chloe looks up at me and says something in Sam’s ear. I go to sit in my form room when Chloe walks in. I was shocked as she is not normally in this class. She sits next to me, then smiled, wow that’s a first. Before she can start talking the teacher walks in. I’m thankful, because I know what she was going to say was going to be mean.

After class when I was walking to my locker. Chloe came up to me and says “Sam will never like a girl like you. No one will ever like a girl like you. I mean come on, you need to get over the fact that people just don’t like. You’re not cool, you’re not pretty, and you’re a nerd.” I slam my locker and walk away. But slowly one by one the tears come. I wipe away my tears. And tell the teacher that I felt sick and should go home. So I got in my car and drove away.

Back at school. Walking down the hall is terrifying. People staring at me is my nightmare and that’s what is happening today, great. But to make it better Chloe had to come and say “Hi.” Wow, I can see the hate in her eyes. I know that all she wants is to make my life hell and it works. I go home and cry every day, but back to the point. I see her cold hearted eyes staring into mine. Before she can speak I walk away. She calls my name but I don’t don’t look back. As the bell has run. I walk into my first class she sits next to but we don’t talk. As class is about to end she looks at me and says “did you get the message that I told you yesterday you know how your a loser and  no one likes you” I smile and look away.

But that night I just wanted to cry. I think to myself what do I have to live for. Chole is right I don’t have friends, no one likes me. I am all alone in this world. Maybe I don’t want to live any more. I get the gun out of my dad’s room. And walk out side. As the tears fall down my face. I hold the gun to my head. I hear my name being call for dinner. But it’s too late. I pull the trigger. As I fall to the ground my dad's run to me. I lay dead in his arms.