Could this day get any worse.
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Today I didn't feel energetic at all, I hadn't slept for s**t and I knew this day would be hell but I didn't exactly have enough days to just miss school so I threw on a baggy t-shirt and hoodie and a pair of sweet pants and went to wait for the bus. thankfully I didn't have to wait long, I hate waiting for the bus along. all my older siblings had graduated already so it was just me, standing there waiting. when the bus showed up I got to my seat and realized that my phone was dead, so I couldn't listen to music. f**k this is gonna be a long bus ride. I layed down on my window and pretended to sleep so people wouldn't talk to me, I heard a few make comments on my outfit being ugly but clearly I didn't give a s**t about looking great, I was just tired and I needed to be comfortable to get through the day. At breakfast Cam wasn't there again, I probably would have asked if it was another deer but my phone wasn't charged so I just went to class. the entire day, as I suspected, was s**t. not only was he not there at breakfast but he also wasn't there at lunch either, I couldn't wait to get home and charge my phone so I could at least know why he wasn't at school. the bust ride home I had to sit next to a kid who had speech issues, I didn't hate the guy and I wasn't the type to be a d**k to people just because they were super religious and I wasn't so i made small talk with him. anyone else would have made fun of him, especially being in a lower grade than me nobody would have even looked down on me for it and that honestly made me sad. people were such s**t heads at this school, so even though he was kinda annoying I talked to him until I got off at my stop "bye wobin" he waved out the window yelling "bye Ryan" I waved back. I got into my room and put my phone on the charger, I knew it was gonna take some time so I decided to take a f*****g nap because I was still tired. I had an interesting dream about jumping so fast and hard I could jump on air and practically fly. considering the long day, this was a particularly good dream to have and one that I had a few times here and there but usually only when I was in an amazing mood for that day. rubbing my eyes I checked the time because my phone was finally charged, and it was 6:32 probably not gonna sleep again tonight but oh well. still no message from cam, and this time at year it was already starting to get slightly darker outside. f**k I hate night time. I cleaned my room up a little bit because it was getting insane honestly and I had nothing better to do. I messaged Cam but he didn't reply and I didn't wanna bug him either. I figured he must be sick even though he says he never gets sick, nobody never gets sick. at around 8 it was actually dark now, but I wasn't even slightly tired. I quietly got out my vibrator and thought about being dominated by Cam, even though I was never going to admit to anyone that I had these thoughts. after finishing I layed there with my eyes shut for a minute why can't life me easy, and why can't I get off unless I think about someone being aggressive and dominant, and why him, god why him. I could want anyone else, and I wouldn't care if I couldn't have them, anyone else. why does it have to be cam. I started to cry but I wiped my tear and tried to push the thoughts out of my head. I opened my eyes and suddenly I'm petrified. out if the corner of my eye I see something outside my window that catches my attention, thank God I'm fully covered or they would see me half naked, or it, whatever it was it definitely wasn't human. I shut my eyes tight and didn't open them until there was light outside. I kept thinking I must have imagined it, I was just trying to convince myself there was nothing there. this was about to be a really f*****g long weekend no more m**********g at night time, I lied to myself knowing damn well I'd probably be less paranoid in a day or two and just end up doing it again anyways, probably with something blocking the window. Cam still wasn't messaging me, so while I tried to pretend that I wasn't sad about it I decided to read a book. the characters reminded me of myself and him, and my imagination took me into another world with him where we could be people who weren't too soft, or to afraid, to be in love. the book was good but bitter sweet in the sense that she was absolutely falling for someone she knew was nothing like the manly men in books who were passionately rough whith their woman. Cam didn't even look at her that way, so thinking about it was not only pointless, but stupid. over the weekend though she managed to keep true to her word no m**********g at night time. which wasn't easy because with the moon full she was up all night, scared out of her mind watching her window praying she didn't see whatever she saw Friday night. Even though she didn't want to know what it was, she also couldn't keep her eyes away from her window just in case she had to run screaming.
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