"Luna you're really weird!"
I've been teased for as long as I could remember, everyone in my elementary class had their red string...but where was mine?
"No I'm not! My mom says i'm special!" Luna clutched her chest, breathing in and out. The kids gathered closer around, creating a circle, pushing her and pulling her hair.
"No you're not!"
"Your mom lied to you Luna!"
The kids laughed and Luna hung her head, "But my mom..."
The kids didn't want to call Luna special, they preferred to call her different. One of the kids shoved Luna to the floor, she went down with a loud thud. They scribbled words on her forehead.
Fateless
Loser
Luna stared at their hands as they drew on her, tears rolled down her cheeks, "Why was I born like this..." she thought to herself.
In high school, my teasing increased. The kids there already meet their lovely fates. Some in line to become high school sweet hearts. Other a step closer to their dream job...But I still don't have one.
"Luna! Darling come back! We just want talk!"
A girl group of three chased Luna into a bathroom, they locked the door. Luna backed up into a wall, breathing heavily.
"What do you guys want..?" Luna asked, "I don't like you guys"
"Awww she doesn't like us?" One of the girls said in a fake upset tone, "Like we care."
"We want to know why you don't have a red string!" The leader of the group smirked as she grabbed Luna by her hair.
I remembered that shoved and kicked me to one of the bathroom's sinks. I couldn't feel my lungs in my chest, my whole body felt heavy.
Luna was dragged to the bathroom sink, "You know, people like you shouldn't even be alive"
Luna's eyes widen, "This world is meant for people who know what they're going to do with their life, their red string helps them. But those like you, who don't have a string, are just taking up space on this planet." The girl kicked Luna in the stomach, causing her to topple over onto the sink.
"Yeah, just die already! Sharing a hallway with you is torture enough." said another girl.
Those girls basically told me to kill myself cause I was different...I wanted to cry so badly but I held it in.
I woke up to my dark room, covered in sweat from head to toe. I let out a groan as I sat up in my bed.
"Just another nightmare from back then...why have they been haunting me lately.."
I slid out of bed and walked over to my windows, I drew the binds back and the sun leaked into the my room. It filled the room up with light bring it to life. My phone binged with a messaged.
I hesitate to answer, I really didn't want to talk to anyone...Just pig out and eat ice cream, trying to suppress the past. I answered the text any way,
Adam: Luna are you up?
Class already started!
I glanced at the clock and it was pass 8. I quickly threw on some clothes and quickly did some high gene maintenance and left my apartment. I ran to the train station to catch the train into the city. I managed to catch the early train before it left. The train happened to be full on seats, so I stood in front of a mother and her child.
I noticed that the child had a red string tied around his finger, I bit my lip and looked away.
The child probably knew that I was staring at his finger, he looked down at my hand and saw that my hand was empty.
"Mommy" he said tugging on his mother's shirt, "This lady doesn't have a string!"
The whole train turned their heads to look at me, I swallowed the Lump in my throat. I really want to slap this kid!
"Well darling, we call people like those fateless" She responded, "That means they don't have a soulmate or a dream job to help contribute to our society. They're basically just wasting space in our schools and jobs!" She smiled at her son.
This women! She's not wrong but you didn't have to say it like that! The women looked up at me and then glanced down at my hand, "Oh I'm so sorry miss!"
"No, it's fine, he asked a question and you answer-"
"No, I'm so sorry you don't have a red string! How are you still looking well with out a good job?" The women said staring at me in the eyes.
I felt the anger boiling in me, I turned away and walked away from the two. I can feel the tears coming, I hate this.
My stopped came and I got off the train, walking to my campus I held my head. I let out a sigh, "No reason to get so beat up over it, I guess I can now say i'm used to it."
It's been a pretty normal day at campus, I didn't see Adam today so he probably ditched class to hang out with his girlfriend.
I got home and tossed my bag on my couch, stretching I turned on the TV to make me feel less alone. I changed my clothes and grabbed my left over vanilla ice cream from the fridge. I turned on my laptop and started browsing my tumblr and my twitter.
"Nothing seems different today, that's kinda sad" I shoved a spoon full of ice cream into my mouth, "ugh why can't something good happen to me?"
Just then I got a notification from Tumblr, Sweetiebear just liked your post!
I sprung up with excitement, "Someone like my stuff?"
Sweetiebear just commented on your post!
"Your animations is really good and I love your art!"
I can feel my cheeks turn red, I've worked so hard for a comment like this, I smiled brightly and replied.
Instantly the person answered back.
I have a good feeling about this...why..?
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