15- Sarah

"I Know Better Now"

A girl with onyx black hair wearing a cream colored blouse and a long brown checkered skirt was silently reading a thick Black book (though for her it was still thin).  Her blue ocean like eyes was like it was only looking around it but she was really reading it. Just then someone called her from outside the library.

“Sarah, teacher Amy wants to see you. Second floor, her room.” A girl with short black brownish hair said.

“Coming Kris.” Sarah closed her book with a snap and stood up. She checked out and borrowed the book.  She went down and went to her teacher in English.

After a while she went back up. Her teacher just wanted to tell her good job for her grade raised up to eight points. This didn’t matter much. She never put much thought in things such as grades. But her parents do.

When she reached the last step she heard voices in the lobby. It was her classmates.

“Stupid Sarah. “a boy said. Johnny.

“Why?” Kris asked.

“It’s as if she doesn’t like us.” Mary said.

“Yeah. She is always inside the library. ‘Reading’” Jane quoted.

“It’s not working though. She can’t even beat Mary.” Frank smirked.

“What in seven hells are you talking about?! She’s just there for all of you don’t-“but Kris was cut off by Sarah.

“It’s ok Kris.” Sarah showed herself and with a very cheerful smile. “I don’t take it by heart. But maybe they’re right. I’ll just go back to the class room.  I have to leave. Mom texted me and said I have to go home right now. Something about my relatives. Bye.” Sarah went away with a cheerful smile and got her things, fixed it quickly; left a note to the teacher’s table. Went to her adviser and the guidance councilor gave another letter and was permitted to go. She did all this with a smile but when she got to her house no one was there and a note was on the television.

Change of plans. I have to go to the dentist.

Stay here I’ll be back at night time.

Prepare dinner.

Mom.

Good. She’s alone. Her smile suddenly became a frown. She bit her bottom lip and let go of her bag. It dropped down the floor. She went up her room and lay down on her bed and just stared blankly on the ceiling. A crystal like water rolled down her cheek. As it reached the pillow, many more followed it. It turned into a sob.

Why can’t they tell why she was always in the library? Why can’t they look deeper into her? Why can’t they see that she feels out of place with them for they won’t notice her? And they blame her for not spending much time with them? That only book comforts her? Only Kris knows this all for they spend the most time together. She treats Kris like a best friend and yet she won’t treat her like one. She comforts her in her problems and helps her in things but still she isn’t her best friend? 

You might be wondering why this post is in the form of  a story. Well, this is because I wanted to inform you of what exactly happened that time. I'm Sarah. And yes, this event did happen to me. It was when I was still in elementary and having just transferred from one school, i didn't have many friends. I didn't give up, and because of this incident, now I know better. I can trust others too easily, and so, i better take care of whom I trust and love.