The Slut

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Created by xo.BasketBallBabe.ox on Tuesday, June 17, 2008

She walks down the hall alone

Everyone pointing and whispering

She feels as if it’s the walk of shame for that as it what it truly is

She holds her head high

Clutches her books to her chest

And walks slowly with as much dignity as she can muster

Trying to make every cruel word bounce off of her

Like she has a protective shield around her

She heads straight for the bathroom door

Working hard to steady her pace

She walks through the door

Passes the girls looking in the mirror

And heads straight for the farthest stall

As she reaches the sanctity of the back stall

She lets the tears fall silently

Trying to control the noise

Hoping no one notices

The bell rings loudly and the last of the girls make their way out

But she can’t seem to make herself move

It would take to much work

She can’t handle another walk of shame

But she gathers all her strength and opens the door

She walks over to a sink and starts to wash her hands

She scrubs violently

As if washing her hands will wash away her sins

She suddenly realizes the stupidity of her actions

And she looks at herself in the mirror

Her once beautiful face is now streaked with tears and makeup

Her once perfect hair is now a tangled mess

And her once shining gray eyes are now empty wholes of dark sadness

She can’t take it any longer and she looks away

She hears a knock on the door

Someone calls her name

It’s a guy’s voice

But who would care enough about her to come looking for her

Especially with her new found reputation

Everyone seems to have deserted her

He calls her name again

He will not go away

He knows that she is in there

He’s been watching out for her

He loves her no matter what she did

She takes a deep breath and slowly heads for the door

She won’t speed up

She can’t

It takes up to much strength and she’s already lost so much

She finally makes it to the door

He knows she’s there for he opens the door wide

She can’t bear to look into his eyes

She knows they will be filled with love and worry

Both feelings for her

She doesn’t think she deserves either

He gathers her in his arms and walks her to a bench

They sit and he holds her

She starts to sob violently

But this time she is weeping for happiness

Happy that there is someone who cares enough about her

And not what she’s done or what they’ve heard

She knows that with out him she may have done something regrettable

This thought makes her sob even more

But she knows that she’ll get through this

As long as she has him and as long as he cares

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