Poems & Short Stories

School Bully

The lights flickered hesitantly, almost in sync with the echoing drips of water reuniting in the sink basin. The walls peeled with sorrow; revealing their fragile cracks and weaknesses to the unacquainted youths pressing past. The moan of the toilet door as it swayed to and fro in the draught sent Goosebumps down his spine as his hairs rebelliously stood up on end.

His glasses steamed up as the hot air escaping through a burst pipe brushed past his panic stricken face. His restless eyes gazed upon his watch as time inconsiderately stole from him.

“Reiss…? It isn’t funny anymore!” Braiden’s intimidated words edged from his mouth to be greeted by a voiceless response. His sighs remained unheard as he backed into the corner of his cell; a toilet cubicle. The water tanks rattled as the insufferable silence reigned over the condemned building. Overturned thoughts ran through his mind like the chills running down his neck, Is he really my friend? The question repetitively played on his conscience as panic fastened its grip over his body. To distract from the impending fate of being stuck in this hellish torment; his fingers frantically searched his pockets. Pulling sweet wrappers and loose change like an offering, he became hysterical.

The icy breeze blew them from his sight displeased and unforgiving. Braiden grasped his legs and froze as the lights blew out like candles. All was dark. Daring not to make a sound, tears rolled slowly down his blue cheeks; they too dared not make their presence known. Mesmerized with the scarred wall before him, darkness played her games; evolving shapes and tricking his mind. His uneasy breaths were like clouds of mist as they left his weary lungs; they swirled amongst the bitter air and disappeared.

The fear of being alone was all too real for Braiden as he forced his bloodshot eyes to close. He repeated in his mind :If I can’t see it, its not there? These murmurs became louder and louder as each small noise tried to knock Braiden from his false reality. As the doors swayed more frantically, Braiden gave up all hope. His words were engulfed, leaving him hollow like an empty shell. Braiden became that of which he feared; alone, empty and hopeless. His eyes were glazed over with his body fixed still. Small parts of the ceiling fell on him from above, yet he did not blink or stir.

Noises grew louder and more ominous, yet his heart maintained a steady pulse. At what he thought was the conclusion of his life, Braiden’s shivering and frozen body was tempted into an unconscious state where he could finally rest. Slipping further down the aged walls, he collapsed into a ball; shutting his eyes.

All was at peace for Braiden, trapped in his own fears he had found an escape as he felt a timid division from his body. No longer could he feel the icy pains or expos himself to torment, he let his mind take over as he drifted in his dreams from consciousness. Chilling pains became a numb sensation, almost like the flutter of a moth up his body.

An echoing call lingered in the back of his mind waiting for attention; it grew louder and more confrontational as Braiden came to. His heart raced with an overwhelming gratitude to hear the voice of his mother by his side, “You’re okay now darling, and you’re safe.”

Love

There is a thing called love. What is love; no one can tell you what it is, It is supposed to be a felling, but how do you no how it fells. You fell it when someone special comes into you life. They make u fell better, happier and safer, You no when you love them because you can say “I love you” and you don’t say “I love you” if you don’t love them because it don’t fell the same.

But what if you like someone and not love them what do you say, you can’t say “I love you” because they might not even now you like them, you could not be going out with them, like if you fancy someone or think someone’s cute, how do you tell them, how do you puck up the courage to tell them.

Then there’s the thought of being rejected, rejection is harsh, everyone deserves a chance don’t they, being rejected can make you less self-confident, takes your self-esteem and next time you find yourself thinking she’s beautiful, you wont be able to tell her, or talk to her, you just have to keep yourself to yourself, hold everything in, it brakes you, kills you, what can you do, the only way is – Tell Her, hope she thinks the same.

What if you like this person, you finally puck up the courage to talk to her but not tell her, all you want to do is be with her, you try not to make it obvious that you like her, hoping she says something to you, you get to know her, start talking to her like your mates, still haven’t got the courage, what should you do, give up, chicken out or hope it just comes out. That’s what happens to people with not self-confidence or self-esteem, they get nowhere with people they like. They just act like nothings wrong, keeping their problems to themselves, half the time they wish they weren’t here anymore.

When you’re with her, the person you have liked for the amount of time you have liked, you start to love her, you can?t get her out of your head, and you just want to scream with anger, your angry at yourself, angry at yourself for being like this, like being a loser! So to all the people that have over come this problem, what’s your advise, tell us, let it out, we need to know, before, before, you know, before we crack, brake, brake into little bits and give up.

So what is love, how do you know when you love someone, I told you, it’s a felling, a feeling you have never felt before, a feeling that could change your life, a feeling that makes you feel different to anyone else in the world, you could say you love them and you actually mean it.

You would do anything for this person, anything in the world, as long as you make them happy, make them feel like they are a mission pound, you want to protect them, hold the tight and never let go, make them fell better when they are felling down, let them know they have a shoulder to cry on. You want to be with them 24/7 know matter what the situation is. You won’t to make them laugh and you especially want to make them love you the same way you love them. That’s what love is, now all you have to do is find that special person to share it with and hope for the best that the love you. THE END!!!