you have an argument with your sister, probably over something stupid. she yells in your face, curses and calls you all kinds of names.

loser.

bitch.

slut.

you listen silently, hearing your heart shatter a little more with every single remark that's made. a lump forms in your throat and your eyes begin to sting. once shes done pouring her anger out on you, she storms out and leaves you alone in your room.

she slams your bedroom door shut, startling your poor, weak heart. your hands are trembling and your heart is aching. thats it, you give up on fighting back your tears.

you let the tears pour down from your now, puffy, red eyes, down onto the floor. you cry and cry and cry. puddles of tears form where youre sat and in that moment, you wish that you could just drown yourself in them.

helpless sobs fill the room, you feel lonely, you wish that someone would just knock on your door and tell you that youre okay, that youre none of the things that youve been called.

you wait hours and hours for that one knock, the one thing that you need the most right now, but all you hear is laughter from downstairs.

you feel like no one cares.