The Ring Of Hopeless Love

              I was cleaning my room when I accidentally found an old box in my closet. It was full of dust so I clean it up and curiously open it with the excitement to know if what was inside of it but the excitement on my face suddenly turns into an expressionless one. Then suddenly my tears fall seeing a simple silver-ring inside that little old box. "Damn self, stop crying, it's been a long time, you should forget it and move on", I said by myself. I know I don't deserve to suffer such this pain for over five years now. I believe anyone should be loved. I was to throw away the ring due to the anger and sadness I feel when I thought to try wearing it again. It still fits my finger like the way it did a long years ago. Seeing it into my finger brings back a lot more of such bad memories. I can't stop my tears again. I sit beside my bed and start to cry as no one can stop me and no one comforts me. "What did I did wrong to suffer such pain? All I know is that I loved then why did I don't receive such love too?", I yell into myself. I remove the ring into my fingers, I want to throw it away but I can't, I just hold it very tight then all of those memories the ring brings to me flashes into my mind like it was my reality. Inside my mind I'm fighting!, fighting against those memories I'm trying to forget for all these years. I want to forget them but I really can't, the same way I can't let go of the ring into my hands. Bad memories of my past flash into my mind one-by-one. As it happens I feel the pain I have felt that exact moment and even more. My body is shaking, it seems like it's real, it's like that ring is a portal going to my dark past. I'm seeing my younger self, walking towards a huge school, wearing my high school uniform for the first time. "Is that me?", I asked myself. I'm amazed it's like I'm on time travel going back to my high school years. Years that I want to forget. Years of suffering! It's like I'm watching a television showing my own story. I can resist looking at my younger self, I can't even move and I'm just standing in a corner. I (my younger self) start to walk towards the gate and finally, I'm inside my school. Yes, it's my first day in high school and as the lists of students per room state, I belong in the first section. I would humbly admit I'm smart. My parents always remind me that I'm smart enough to make the right decisions for myself and remind me of a rule," Do not enter a relationship unless you finish school."That rule is like a tree rooted in my mind. After I knew if in what section I belong I continue my steps going to my room. Finally, I'm in my room doorstep. Just a step and I'm in. I'm officially starting my high school life. Just in my first week, I have already met a lot of handsomely mysterious and attention catcher guys. I can't stop idolizing their own unique characteristics and of course their handsomeness. I almost forgot about the rule, actually, I've forgotten the rule! It is in the second quarter when I met Cyrus. He became my first high school crush. He is cute, handsome, and has a lot of good characteristics. He is known in our school for online gaming. He is my Mr. Gamer but actually, we don't get a chance to know each other because he belongs in the fourth section. As months pass I've also got a crush on a lot of boys and forgotten Cyrus. I don't see him around always because I seldom go out of our room, I'm a simple, shy, and loner person anyway, and maybe that's one of the reasons why I almost lost my feelings for him. By the way, I'm Leigh and the story behind my pain does not begin here.