Rejected

SmithstaaSister

Once I fell in love with a boy called Cameron. He was so perfect in my eyes, and seemed to be just right for me. Unfortunately, he didn't love me back, and told me he wasn't ready for a lasting relationship. My heart was breaking, but I kept smiling, and I told him that I understood. He looked at me with those big, brown eyes, and smiled at me. Then, he walked away. A few days later, he came up to me and pushed me over very hard. I fell backwards and sprained my left wrist, but I never showed how much it hurt. He called me a few horrible names, spat on the floor next to me and walked away again. I felt horrible, rejected, and the worst part was that I never knew the reason why he did it. I waited until the next day, and realized that there was a rumor going round that I was on drugs, and I was planning to drug the whole school. I lay on the stairs, staring blankly at the sky, wondering how Cameron could have believed such a ridiculous rumor. I didn't notice Cameron's sister next to me, though. She beat me up, and I ended up with a broken nose, a broken leg, two or three broken ribs and a dislocated shoulder. When I recovered, I confronted Cameron, and he told me to go to hell. My heart was shattered into a thousand pieces. Later that day, I attempted to commit suicide. This proved unsuccessful. I never fell in love again, and to this day still have the scars that showed me how my love life ended.

Love is a beautiful emotion, but often results in a terrible heartbreak.