TheDemiDevil

You ask me 

"where has our sweet little girl gone? why are you so tired and vile? why must you be different?"

I will tell you where she went

She went to camp

with all the other kids her age

Since you happened so many things have changed.

I do right and make right where I see wrong.

I learned to love others,

But to also love myself.

 

her red hair whipping around as she holds her skirt off of the ground to run. her grey, layered dress moving left and right as each leg extends. her  blue eyes scream betrayal as makeup drips down her porcelain face.

get up.

your stomach is so loud everyone is looking at you.

get. up.

nothing will happen if a crumb touches your mouth before noon.

Get. 



Up.


or I will make you get up.
 

I sigh. It’s that time of year again. Funny how I get so excited, anxious, and angry all at once. When the smell of cinnamon and rain hits me I close my eyes. I wish it could be like before, when I was young and materialistic.