Category : Stories

Sub Category : YoungAdult

So, this is where we started. She is reading a book she doesn't have interest for, because she cannot look up at the note she wrote to her mother. Remember? Now, let's continue on with the story. 

Bianca looked up from her book, finally. And surprisingly, looked down at the crumpled up piece of paper like a victim standing up to a bully. 

She picked it up with trembling fingers, her eyes welling with silent tears and.. did nothing with it. 

Bianca just sat there, staring at her nemisis. If she didn't have her disorder, she would have screamed at it.

But then she realized how silly that it was to be mad at a note. Bianca didn't want to make a big deal out of this.

The best thing to do would be to get rid of it. So she did. She threw it out. Then she walked back to her room.

She could still hear her mother wailing and weeping for Bianca. She wished she could block out the noise.

She tried to think of the pros of her situation instead of the cons. Oh boy. This may take a while.