rusted nail {arrow | jb blitz}

Person after person enters the room. I wish they would stop and just leave me alone. I wish they’d go about their lives realizing I’m going to die. That I’m never coming home. I stand no chance, and I’m tired of placing a smile on my face trying to be strong as they cry around me. I just wish they would stop. I’m nothing more than a rusty nail lying on the ground forgotten by the rest of the world until it’s stepped on. I deserve to sit here. To face death. To die for what I have done.

Penny just left. Turian stopped in before her. Evelyn and Maddy came with Ma and Pa.

I don’t even care if anyone else shows. It’s better off this way. They can forget about me and move on with their lives - I only hold them back.

I’ve made too many mistakes. I wear the scars across my back and the rest of my body. I’m still so weak from the starvation I went through. My bones ache and crack. They pop and bend. I’m just like the wood of a tree being cut for someone else to use.

A heavy sigh leaves my chest as I plop myself down in one of the nice wooden chairs.

I hope the next time the door opens it’s the peacekeepers coming to drag me away from here.

A kid can hope, right?