I was walking down the hall. I usually saw him here. This time I was walking with my friend, only half listening to her endless rambling. All she ever talked about was what happened two seconds ago, even if I was there and already knew. She had the shortest attention span. But she had to break down every little thing that came her way. And for that, I loved her.
There he was. Like usual. Right outside my next class. We only had a few classes together, but it was enough just to see him in the halls. Still ignoring my friend, I said hi to him. He didn’t even look my way. My heart sank. Instead he was talking to some girl, his latest girlfriend. My heart sank more. She was everything I wasn’t. Pretty and popular, the type most of the guys go for. My heart reached bottom.
I slid into my usual seat in the back. My friend sat next to me. She was rambling again.
“Oh, isn’t that the guy you like?” She asked. I just looked down.
“You know, I think he likes you. He’s just playing hard to get. Or he thinks you don’t like him. Or he has to many girls crowded around him to get near you. Or...”
She just went on and on....it got kinda annoying, and I didn’t like it, so I did the only thing I could.
“Yeah I think you’re right. He’s just shy. That must be it.” And I plastered on a fake smile, letting her know that I was “ok”. But I wasn’t. Why wouldn’t he like me? He didn’t even notice me!
But, that wasn’t my only problem. I had bad grades cause I was always daydreaming about him in class. My parents were really getting on my case about it. Why does the universe turn against me so? So...everyday, I do the same things. Get up. Brush hair and teeth. Paste on a fake smile. Hide the latest scars on my arms. Go to school. Have fun with friends. All while falling deeper into the black hole of my mind. Everyday, I get more isolated, more sad. And every day he ignores me. So be it. I’ll just die of depression. Then everyone will be happy, without me to take care of. That’s right, and the sooner the better. Oh there goes the next bell...on to my next class...with him....1
Author notes
lol, one of my more depressing works. nothing in this is true, i just wanted to show how sometimes being ignored by the one they like goes to the heart. so there you have it.
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- Unbareable Depression by tearsofsadness.
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Hm...this was interesting!
I liked it though...a very good concept to it!
Being ignored hurts...
I would know! 
Good job, once again...!!
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...Interesting because I'm going through a similar thing with a boy I like...not as bad because I just try and get over it...but the not paying any real attention or anything part is similar...Anyway, good writting and interesting piece.
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Interesting
You need to work on your sentence structure here the second sentence is out of place can it be used somewhere else? who is "she"?
second paragraph "there he was,like usual,right outside my next class" you can use italics instead of quotations for "ok" tht would work better. I enjoyed the story and with some changes this will work very well.
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I know how this goes. i enjoyed reading this. very poetic and well constructed. Everyone has times like this.
If you have time perhaps you would do so me the honor and repeat the favor to a work of mine
beginning: 4, language: 3, plot: 3, ending: 3, dialog: 5, characters: 5.
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A good write
The way you have written this, i guess that you have been there done it, got the tee-shirt.The curse of youth, there's only one thing worse than rejection, and that is being made to feel invisable.beginning: 4, language: 4, plot: 3, ending: 4, dialog: 4, characters: 3.
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Man
Coming from a highschool guy, I think he's ignoring her just as a statement to show "dominance." I feel so bad for your character because she doesn't have the confidence to just face him and say "hey, I like you." Sometimes, that's all it takes for guys, and they instantly flip out. We're like dogs; it doesn't take much to make us happy and arroused. Great story, though.... and good luck with it in the contest. -
Perfect characterisation and life-like situations and dialog make for a realistic and deppressing tale. Great work!
beginning: 4, language: 4, plot: 4, ending: 4, dialog: 4, characters: 4.
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School crushes
Well done, exactly how some girls feel in school when rejected. You drew the reader to the character and made you feel emapthy with her. We have all felt this in someway in our lives.
beginning: 5, language: 4, plot: 4, ending: 4, dialog: 4, characters: 4.
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I HAVE THAT PIC!!
i have that picture up there and was thinking of posting it for my lastest story, and i see you've entered the other contest as well. anyway, fab write and i know the feeling of that all too well, but in by the time id gone off the guy, he'd plucked up the courage to turn round and say 'o btw, i like u!' men!!! *sigh* l8az darling n good luck in the contest, sky xxxx -
Honestly, I love it. Your story is so real. The way you describe your characters movements, was perfect! As well as the setting
, the school environment is perfect for the character's problem in love. The emotions wasn't portrayed much but it was enough to feel the pain. It was short but was nice. Your plot was nice too...Great Job!
beginning: 5, language: 5, plot: 5, ending: 5, dialog: 5, characters: 5.
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