RIVER
"River?"
I am not sure who was calling me, but I was out of the house, crossing the road, without even checking who it was that was calling after me. All I saw as I crossed the road was red. Men and boys are stupid, and I could not believe this had happened to me.
I march into my room and plop down onto the bed with my face connecting with the pillow as I begin to sob, shaking in tears. Why did I feel bad? Why did it feel like my heart was ripped out of my chest when I did not even like him in the first place? I had no idea how long I had been there, but I fell asleep and was only startled awake when I heard the front door open.
I stood in front of the mirror, and my eyes looked like I had been sleep-deprived for days. I tried my best to wipe off the streak on my face that the te
