Chapter 2




My tears dripped onto the chain that I had on. The chain started to shine but I didn't notice it anymore because I was asleep. The light from the chain surrounded me and warmed me. I dreamed of Christopfer who hugged me and kissed me. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the kiss when I opened my eyes. I no longer kissed Christopfer but a man in a battle suit and high hair. I looked into his black eyes that looked at me lovingly, I wanted to say something but suddenly I heard my father's voice. "Bulma wake up please wake up" I opened my eyes and looked into the worried faces of my parents. "Darling, good that you're awake again. You collapsed in gravity," my mom said. I remembered the separation with Christopfer and I tried not to start crying again. So I put on an artificial smile and said "I trained and I had a weak fit" "Why do you train too, you are still too small for that" said my mom in a serious tone while she was still smiling."But it's strange that the punching bag has burst Bulma can't be that strong," my father said thoughtfully. "He was really old too" said my mom and that clarified the subject. For me too, I had other problems. I stayed in my bed all day because I felt really bad. I wondered how it was before he was always nice to me and I clung to him like a dog maybe he wanted to be free again. Tears ran down my cheeks, he really wanted to be free away from me. I slowly fell asleep because it was already late, but I decided on one thing: tomorrow I will be strong. The next morning my alarm clock woke me up at 6.30, but I had been awake before because I had slept badly. So I got up disgruntled and first got upset. Then I looked at my bed, especially my pillow, which had a big wet patch "I guess I cried like that through the night, no wonder that my eyes hurt" I said in a sullen tone.So it was a pillow case for me and off to school. This realization already made a growl from me. But I did. When I arrived at the school, Kima greeted me "Hi Bulma, cool that you're there, how are you" "Well, why should I feel bad? Do you think about Christopfer? Don't worry, I'm fine, really." I said in a good mood but close to tears inside. I talked to Kima for a while about the latest clothes etc. w until Christopfer came up to us. "What does he want from us?" I asked nervously. "Hi Kima, hi Potwal," he said with a certain undertone. My chin tilted down just like Kima but I quickly composed myself "Oh, lick my A ... you baby that has grown too big" I said angrily. "Better to have a baby that has grown too big than to be fat like you." he said with a nasty look. Then he went "I can't believe what did he swallow?" I asked, angry and flabbergasted. "Don't worry, Bulma.let's go to English "" Kima, I really don't know what he's got. He used to be so nice and nice to everyone. And now he insults us only because I have taken up. "" Bulma the breakup is definitely hurting him too, that's why he distracts himself with it. Come on we have to go now or we'll be late. "Kima was already going ahead when she noticed that I was standing there lost in thought, she grabbed me and dragged me to English. Inside me, there was so much pain, sadness, helplessness, despair and anger. But I didn't give a peep, I stared at mine Table and wrote this down:


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I carry my feelings inside me, nobody sees them, why? The fear of being hurt more makes me put on a mask. That nobody can break, what use is it to me to show you my feelings too, you'll just hurt me more. I know you don't comfort me, why should you, what's in it for you? Hurt me more makes you forget your own pain but it just destroys me.That's why I have this mask on so you don't see my pain. And I'll never take her off, why should I?


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I painted my face with tears. Kima always looked at the sheet but I covered it up. Nobody should see my pain nobody.






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