Author: Green Pasta PM
Now you know the... ABCs.. next time would you.. sing with...me? /stories of life. alphabetical drabbles./Rated: Fiction T - English - Hurt/Comfort - Chapters: 9 - Words: 7,730 - Reviews: 9 - Favs: 1 - Updated: 08-04-11 - Published: 04-18-10 - Status: Complete - id: 2798041
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I don't hate people. They assume I do, however, due to my dislike of talking. Honestly though, can you blame me?
I don't hate people; I hate idiots. They don't stop talking, they won't shut up, and it's infuriating to listen to them blabber on as I try to catch up on my much needed sleep!
No, I do not care for who dated who.
No, I do not care about your lack of pencil/pen/paper/life.
No, I do not care about your feelings.
No, I do not care about your family.
No, I do not care about you!
I was always taught that you should treat others how you want to be treated yourself. Why, then? Why won't anybody stop talking to me?
I treat them with respect and silence by staying away from them. Can they not do the same thing!?
My head dropped onto my desk with a dull 'thud'. The teacher in the front of the room glanced lazily towards me, uncaring.
See? That's how I want to be treated.
"Hey, you okay? I hear that if you…"
I hate drowning people out. It takes too much effort.
And, no. I am not okay.
The beetle crawled slowly along the long, green leaf. This particular leaf had two holes in it and faded into a disgusting brown at the tip. The beetle itself was probably about 2 centimeters long.
Why am I looking at a beetle. I hate the things. Why am I spending such a long time looking at a beetle?
Honestly, it's the weekend! I should be out doing stuff!
Nope. I'm here. Looking at a beetle.
I've been in this little square of earth for 3 hours now, looking at a beetle. Every now and then I would see a butterfly pass by. Maybe a few birds as well.
But for the most of it, I've been watching this beetle.
The clouds were particularly boring today as well. I took a break from my beetle friend to stare at clouds, y'know. Just for a few minutes. I tried to make out shapes; I tried pretty hard to do this tiny task.
Honestly. Why did the clouds have to be so…un-shaped today!? There was one shape. Only one shape.
Square clouds? Honestly? Why?
I hate squares. So, I turned back to watch my beetle only to see it gone.
'Great.' I thought. 'Now I have absolutely nothing to do'.
Luckily for me, the beetle wasn't very far from that area. 5 inches maximum is my guess.
…I hate beetles.
Lollipops filled my vision. I saw every color of the rainbow. Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and violet; all of the colors were there.
I love candy. I love candy quite a lot. However, I have a problem.
A very, very big problem.
I was just at the dentist, you see…
…you can probably guess where this is going.
So yes, I cannot eat for an hour or so and I am banned from eating candy for the next 2 days. It kind of really sucks, but I am grateful that it is not Halloween soon.
I looked at the large variety of sweets and colors. It's fascinating being in a candy store. I love it.
I want to own one when I grow up. Maybe work at one if I cannot afford one of my own.
Also, a thing I forgot to mention. You may wonder why I don't just buy a bag or 4 of candy and wait until I can eat it again.
I also forgot to mention that I have another problem.
I have no money.
Life sucks sometimes.
Being alone can do wonders to a person's mind. The loneliness itself was not a problem; of course it wasn't. It was the silence. It was the chance given to one's mind to think of everything and anything due to the lack of noise and bother.
I could continue all day with this. However, it would take too much of my precious, precious time.
Where am I at the moment? Well, I am currently on the 5th floor of this building.
My, my, the questions are endless now.
There is a ledge in front of me, though it isn't very tall. I can only assume it's purpose is to keep little children from falling to their deaths. What about adults though?
I easily climbed to the top of it, staring down at the ground below me. Nobody was there; they were most likely eating lunch on the other side of the building. The concrete below seemed to be endless, filling most of my vision. To the left, however, I could see the faint image of a stairway. What a wonderful thing it was, bringing me up to this floor. I do not mind it being in my visions. It was kind to me.
I teetered on the edge- back and forth and back and forth and forth and forth and forth—
The ground seemed so welcoming from this height. I swear, it is practically begging me to go hug it. Oh the choices I have.
Run down towards it and risk being denied the attention I wish from it?
Or take the leap of faith right now and accept its love wholeheartedly?
I think the latter is the best choice. It loves me, you know. The concrete pavement below, I mean.
It loves me.
Unlike the people here… and everywhere else for that matter. Nobody would care if I accepted this love with open arms. Nothing in the world would change, nobody would care, nobody cares, and it doesn't matter, right.
At least the concrete loves me-
The ringing of the school bell brought me out of my trance. Not that I was really in one. I knew what I was doing, so I take that back. It did not bring me out of a trance. I knew what I was doing.
The sound of footsteps going up the stairs warned me of the approaching people. Of course; footsteps come from people. Right…
I simply turned around and leapt off the ledge and back onto the ground of the 5th floor. My next class is on this floor, you know. Right behind me, actually.
I grabbed my bag and walked inside.
Another normal day, of course, of course.