Post by Trixie Michaels on Apr 25, 2010 23:28:32 GMT -5
Trixie had tossed and turned all night. Ever since Monday morning something had been bugging her and she could not shake it. Not shake this disgusted feeling she had in the pit of her stomach. All the dreams she had, when she did sleep came back to what happened when she was a child. The touching, the creaking of the door and the way she felt after it was over...that disgusted feeling...the one she was having now...it would not go away.
Had she asked for it? Had she deserved it? She must have, why else would her father have done those things. Why else would she had had the life she did. Trixie hated it. The memories, the feelings, ones she tried so hard to forget. She just kept thinking maybe had I been a better kid, not gotten into trouble and dressed like she had...maybe she could have done something different. So many damaging thoughts in her head.
Trixie had stopped in a cafe on her way to school. She was feeling sick and was not sure she could even make it too school. Trixie was seriously considering skipping. She just could not face it. Talking to Sarah yesterday had been different. Usually she was a kind of bitch to the girl...or at least had an attitude around her. Then DJ showed up and well she kind of ditched him last night.
Now here she was. Wearing short shorts, and a shirt that had some weird design on it. She wore heels as usual. She loved her long legs. Trixie sat in a chair by the window, so she could watch all the happy people walk by wishing she was one of them. She was not even paying attention when someone sat across from her. Not until she looked over and eyed the person, "Can I help you?"
Had she asked for it? Had she deserved it? She must have, why else would her father have done those things. Why else would she had had the life she did. Trixie hated it. The memories, the feelings, ones she tried so hard to forget. She just kept thinking maybe had I been a better kid, not gotten into trouble and dressed like she had...maybe she could have done something different. So many damaging thoughts in her head.
Trixie had stopped in a cafe on her way to school. She was feeling sick and was not sure she could even make it too school. Trixie was seriously considering skipping. She just could not face it. Talking to Sarah yesterday had been different. Usually she was a kind of bitch to the girl...or at least had an attitude around her. Then DJ showed up and well she kind of ditched him last night.
Now here she was. Wearing short shorts, and a shirt that had some weird design on it. She wore heels as usual. She loved her long legs. Trixie sat in a chair by the window, so she could watch all the happy people walk by wishing she was one of them. She was not even paying attention when someone sat across from her. Not until she looked over and eyed the person, "Can I help you?"