“Hello, what would you like to order?”

As you approached the fast food counter, you weren't listening to that fast food lady. Instead, your eyes lingered on the figure beside her. It wore the same uniform as the rest of the staff, but its face was completely dark except for two disconnected eyeballs that floated freely in front of its gaping face.

It handed you a free burger in the end, so you t...

It’s been . . . Five minutes.

Or was it ten?

. . . At least ten runthroughs of the chorus of Circus by Britney Spears.

So probably five.

I can’t see the clock from here, thank you mom and dad for making me inherit your nonexistent eyesight.

Why is the teacher always glaring at me from across the room? I’m like the most respectful one in this damn classroom, gawk at the guy with his pants fall...

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He loved being a nuisance to those around him, or at least one of them, maybe he thought that hatred equaled fame. Or maybe it was because the other guys would cheer him on. Fame equals fame. And the others who didn’t face his wrath were oblivious to what kind of a person he was.

Maybe they did know but just didn’t care because that stuff would never happen to them. They were strong enough to tal...

I’m the youngest child,

Of course I’m the favorite child

Only to get forgotten the second I grew out of the “cute” phase of my life.

I'm the youngest child,

Of course I'm dreading the day that my brother moves out of the house and leaves me here alone.

I'm the youngest child,

Of course everybody still treats me like I'm five even though I'm a teenager.

I'm supposed to be mature anyway!

I'm the ...

New relationships,

They are comparable to

A flame that’s been lit.

You sit by the fireplace

Or you burn along with it

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As someone who’s never romantically held hands, uh, I tried....

Valentine’s Day.

At my age, I probably shouldn't worry about romance.

And I don't.

I am not one of those people who hate Valentine's Day just because they are single and resentful. I don't care about having a boyfriend.

Still, it’s degrading not having anyone to look forward to to show me appreciation for, well, anything.

Actually, last year, I got elbowed in the nose by a random guy. Looking...

He looked like how you’d imagine him to look; black cloak, skeletal face, scythe in hand. Everything about him was easily recognizable, and yet something could strike you as off. The Grim Reaper wasn’t as scary as you originally thought.

Hell, you could mistake him as a friend if you ignored his appearance. He didn’t talk, you doubted he could. Instead, the two of you made it to the center of the...

“Social media. Somehow I can talk about all my issues with strangers on the internet more than I can with own family and friends. Why is that?”

“Well, it’s easier to say things like that. To them, you’re a stranger as well. They don’t know you as well as say—your family does. Or your friends.”

“That doesn’t make sense though.”

“How so?”

“If they don’t know me as well. Wouldn’t I be more scared...