Neat post soon really sad

Awesome and really sad.

Sad.

Olivia is a timid person both in public and in private. She is very reserved and doesn’t like to open up to strangers. Because of her shy nature, Olivia doesn’t have a single friend. Everyone at school takes her for granted. She is invisible to them. She is invisible to everyone, except mommy. Mommy told Olivia that she would never be alone. People at school assumed that Olivia wanted to be left alone, wanted to melt in with her surroundings, but Olivia didn’t want it like that. They would never have guessed the boiling feelings under her surface. Their avoidance caused deep feelings of hate, though she always did a good job masking her true feelings.

Olivia took pleasure in discovering new things and solving equations. The human anatomy fascinated her. Often she would stay up late simply discovering how diseases worked in the human body. That is the only pleasure that she found in life. She found no joy in family; for she had none. She had no fun with friends; she didn’t have friends at all. School gave no excitement; she already knew the material by heart. The only joy she found in life was discovering new things.

Since Olivia has no one that loves her, she has poor self-esteem. She already was a shy girl to begin with, but this added to it. Therefore she walks around with slumped shoulders with her back slouched. In order to avoid eye contact she walks with her head down. This helps her blend in with her surroundings. Her timid-ness is the perfect disguise for Olivia’s deeply rooted hatred.

She wants everyone to suffer for letting mommy die, and feel the pain that she feels. While she is camouflaged, people don’t notice her off to the side, secretly glaring and them and wallowing in her hatred.

She walks with a certain stealth and grace. This adds to her camouflage. Her walk ensures that she calls no attention to herself. People may observe she walks delicately because of her shy nature, but her walk also has certain strength, the strength of her dangerous and stealthy hate.

Olivia has a strange habit of writing down equations on her homework assignments. She also keeps her hands in her pockets. This may be to soothe the ache of her hands that builds up from her constantly writing.

Olivia’s voice is rarely heard or used. She only speaks in school when she is called on. At home, she utters but few words to Aunt Lucy. When her voice is heard, it is a sweet soft sound. It is pleasing to the ear with a barely detectable cry to it. This suggests her shy personality even more, further disguising the hate deep within her.

She dresses in a way that won’t call attention to her. Not too pretty, neat, or attractive, and not sloppy or dirty to draw the attention of others. In every way, Olivia makes an effort to hide in with her surroundings. No one notices her, just like when her mom was alive. They ignored them back then, and they are doing the same again.

Then, when Olivia turned 12 years old, things started to change for Olivia. There was a new girl, Kesha, who moved in. Kesha isn’t like anyone else. She seemed to be the only one, besides mommy, who seemed to notice that Olivia existed. It started out with Kesha saying a simple ‘hi.’ Then Kesha started to walk with Olivia home. Kesha was very talkative, and she seemed to like Olivia very much. It wasn’t long until Olivia and Kesha became best friends. It was Olivia’s first friend. Having a friend was even better than she thought it would be. For the first time in her life, she had someone her age to play with, giggle with, and share secrets with. Olivia could be herself, a part of her she had never discovered till now, when she was around Kesha. They told each other everything.

A year later they were just as good as friends as ever. One afternoon Olivia was talking about mommy and the good days they had, with just the two of them. She talked of how no one had helped them out during the time of momma’s sickness, not even offered words of encouragement. Kesha asked her when she was going to finally forgive them and to abandon the hate she had for them.
When Olivia went home that night, she realized that her hatred was just a way to avoid the pain of Momma’s death. If she could blame someone for the death, then somehow it made it easier to deal with. Instead of feeling sorrow she replaced it with anger. The anger was a crutch. She decided with determination to somehow get over the pain of her mother’s death. Somehow she would forgive them, though she knew it wouldn’t be easy.

For years Olivia struggled with her feelings. She was torn between knowing she should forgive them and how horrible they were to her and her mother. She struggled with this even up until college. Olivia was more than happy to leave Aunt Lucy miles away. Kesha and Olivia were roommates and were having the time of their life in their freshman year. Kesha felt weak for a week, and so Olivia suggested she go in for a doctors checkup. When Kesha broke the news to Olivia that she had developed cancer, the world slipped from Olivia’s feet. She was devastated. Why was the world so willing to take all the people she loved away from her? Kesha was her only family now, and now they wanted to take her away too? She wouldn’t let it happen.

Omg that's so sad almost cried when I read the end of it but brilliant chapter.

This story sounds a little personal. :-/

I wonder if it's ever happened to you in real life? Or something somewhat like this?

Not to sound nosy or anything.

haha ^ no, I haven't gone through anything near to this. It is totally not even close to my life story. That is just my writing style. I like to write dramatic.

That's so sad. And I like to write dramatic sometimes too.

I like writing dramatic thigs to and I can tell you this now a lot of y stories have a dramatic bit in them at least one stage.

yeah. this isn't as dramatic as i usually go . .. but it is still kind of sad (for me at least)

I am crying so hard inside because it is so sad liby loo is with so i dont want to cry out loud my sissy the time theif has a friend who has cancer :(

oh that is so sad ^ I'm so sorry. cancer is terrible.

My friends in my class used to have a best friend with cancer who died towards the end of last year and I actually knew her to.

Thats ^sad