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October 25, 2012
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        Demetrius sat alone in his room, crying and sobbing. The curtains were closed, letting no light in. His door was shut and locked and he wouldn't answer his cell phone. He had ditched school and his friends were worrying. A lot of the kids at school don’t understand his fashion choices and made fun of him. So what if he liked the color black, and wore it all the time? The phone rang again, and he still didn't answer. He didn't feel like talking to anyone while he was crying. This is a new side of him, he’s never cried like this before. “How could this happen to me?” he asked himself that question over and over again. The tears don’t stop falling as he stares at the curtains, and, just for a second, he opens them. The sky reflects his mood, dark, gloomy and sad. He shuts the curtains quickly, he doesn't need the light, it’s too overpowering. Just like the kids say, “The dark would suit you, you freak.” It hurt, hearing this said to him almost every day. He covered his face with his sleeve-covered hands and cried harder. His black hooded jacket’s sleeves were soaked with tears in seconds.  He could hear his mom’s car pull into the driveway and he just stayed and kept crying. This isn't like him either; on a good day, he would run out and greet his mother, hug her and give her a kiss on the cheek. She was afraid something had happened to him, or perhaps he was still at school, but that’s not the case. He’s up in his room, sobbing and trying hard not to cause self harm. He carefully lies on his bed and stares at the ceiling. It was the color of the night sky with stars painted on and hanging from it. He sighs, thinking about what the kids keep saying. He cries for a few more minutes, ignoring when his mother knocks many times, and falls asleep. 

This short story was a school assignment. I love how it came out, so I'm putting it here~
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