short Story

ENTRY #TWO

“Why can’t they understand that writing and reading are not only past time but a passion? Why are they calling me geek when in fact I am not? Why are they saying I’m weird just because I prefer being alone than going out on parties? Am I really boring? Is my life dull and no fun? ”

          It was two years ago. I knew I was really hurt when I wrote it. I thought I wouldn’t be a victim of bullying because I was making their homework. I thought they would spare me from humiliation because I never get into their way. I thought they would not treat me bad. But all along I just believed on the false hopes I was making myself.

          I was alright with my life. I was, really. But my cousins would often tell me to start going out of my comfort zone and begin facing the real world. They told me that it isn’t healthy locking myself up only to the family. I should at least have friends.

          I thought about it and came to a decision of becoming friendlier. Well, I wasn’t snob; I just found it hard to open up a conversation to anyone without being so boring. The only topic I could keep up to was the books I’ve read as well as the current social issues. I was also hesitant on being open to other people because I’ve never been close to anyone except from family members.

          Keesha was the cheerleader. She was so popular not only for leading the squad but also because she was the girlfriend of the Football’s Team Captain. They were the celebrities in school. They happened to be my classmates. They belonged to the people whom I make homework.

          It was natural for me that Keesha would come to me every morning to get their homework. That day was a little bit unusual because she invited me over for a dinner at her place. I refused but she insisted so I decided to agree because she was giving me her infamous you-won’t-dare-say-no-to-me look. And I wish I dared saying no.

to be continued...