Me: okay this is a short story i came up with. I know its a little bit drepressing but i was in a really bad mood. PLEASE TELL Me WHAT bạn THINK. Sorry i pu that in huy hiệu cause people will notice it better. Okay enjoy

I start as the rain begins to fall. Great i thought darkly. I didn't like the rain, i always thought it emphasised how bad this world really is. I waited impatiently for class to end. The class was playing bóng đá and the other kids seemed to tình yêu the rain while playing. I didn't tham gia in, i wasn't apart of that group.

I sighed in relief when i heard the chuông, bell signal the end of class. While the teacher dismissed us i stared at a dark đám mây that seemed to be rolling and twisting at the same time. I quietly slipped away just before he finished. I walked to my bag the light drizzle only slightly wetting me.

I walked along my years bag area, and found my bag. I slung it over my aching shoulder and kept going. The rest of the năm was just beginning to reach they're bags as well and a couple even laughed at me, pointing at my shabby clothes hoặc making fun of the way i walked. I avoided everyones eyes, when my foot got caught on the lace.

I fell phía trước, chuyển tiếp and i put my hands in front of me to stop myself from falling on my face. Everyone busrt into a loud round of racous laughter. I stared down at my hands and saw blood smered across my palm. Tears sprung into my eyes and i tried to tell myself it was just because of the pain in my hands. Though i knew it wasn't true. I got up quickly, and kept walking ignoring everyones comments. People tried to trip me again with their feet but i dodged them. I walked outside and saw that the rain had become alot heavier.

I considered about calling mother but quickly baished the idea from my head. No doubt she đã đưa ý kiến i was being lazy and woudl hit me. I sighed and walked out and the rain fell down hard against my skin.

In a few giây i was totally drenched. I regretted not having an umbrella but how was i supposed to know it would rain. I walked along the path and water sprayed up when my foot went in the puddles. The wind blew down the đường phố, street and my long dark hair flew around my face. I shivered and rubbed my hands together. My breath came out in a swirling icy mist. I put my hands in my pocket ignoring the fact that doing so wuldn't make them warmer.

I turned the orner and glanced to see how vacant it was. I cursed my luck as i saw the construction workers from the new hotel leaning against the bar tường at the end. The men were disgusting, smelling like alcohol and ciggarets. xin chào liked to jeer at any woman who went past.

As i neared one of them noticed me and grinned, his yellow teeth showing. he called out to me and made a rude gesture. I shuddered and kept walking

I had alrady encountered the men and did not want to again. Every time they saw me they had called me disgusting names and treated me as if i was a prostitute. I avoided they're eyes and crossed the road.

"Hey girl," one yelled in an urgent tone. I froze and ignored it. Another called out to me. One started motioning me to get out of the way. I frowned and turned around. Coming around the corner that was a meter fom where i was standing, came a flash of headlights and a swueal of tyres.

A force twenty times stronger than me smashed into my body. I was thrown backwards, and i felt blood on my face and body. I felt myself fading away along with the pain. I heard someone yelling out to me and shaking me. I didn't wnat to wake up, life was too hard. I had no purpose in the world. I took my last breath and opened my eyes and stared out at something that can't be seen in this lifetime