I was shaking the world in my seat as a waited to be interviewed after my little episode in the lobby. My head buried in my knees refusing to look up at anything. I can only describe it as being ripped from the inside out, having your whole existence stolen from you in an instant.

My whole life, almost everything has been stolen from me, this included my mother when I was 12 death took my father before I was even born how unfair isn't it. I thought that was the only thing someone wouldn't be able to steal away from me like that and then I was proven wrong. But I guess this is how things are, I kept all my thoughts locked in tight as a waited to be interviewed by the police when i realized there was a boy staring at me, he was sitting next to me covered in blood, a couple bruises on him and a few cuts

“what are you looking at?” my eyes hardened

“someone that looks like they’ve been through some tonight” he replied

“Im sure you have your own problems to worry about seeing as you're here so don't worry about mine” I answered and looked away

“Awww come on I’m just trying to make small talk while I wait to be interviewed, this place give me bad vibes and you looked like you could talk to somebody” he looked genuinely curious……...then it hit me that I had no ing idea who the hell this guy was and I was not going to find out.

I snorted “Ha!” I laughed “You don't even know me so seriously don't talk to me”

“Do Kyungsoo, year 3 in highschool top of her graduating class………..I have some of an idea of who you are little girl”

“What the hell are you? Some sort of mind reader? and I'm not a little girl, hell I'm probably older than you” I wanted nothing more than for this guy to stop talking to me, so what he knew my name and grade we probably go to the same school, I rolled my eyes and blew some hair out of my face

“the real question you should be asking is what class we have together”

“I don't even know your name”

“We have period 3 and period 8 together, not that it matters of course I’m sure you’ve heard my name whether we had classes together or not but my name is-”

“Since it doesn't matter then I don't care what your name is and  based on this conversation I can tell you sit in the back” I looked away

“Miss it’s your turn to be interviewed” the officer informed me and walked into the office

“Ya! Do Kyungsoo has anyone ever told you that you're really cruel” he tried to grab me my shoulder but I flinched away like lightning

“DON'T TOUCH ME” I yelled my eyes burning and tears dropping like Niagara

His eyes were wide and it looked like my outburst scared him but I didn't care I let out a small laugh, my vision was blurry through the tears

“The world is a cruel, ugly, pitiful place” my voice cracked in the middle

“Listen I didn't mean-”

“I don't wanna hear it, you should have taken my advice and left me alone” I started trembling and knocked right into a chair while walking away from him……...and there was not a doubt in my mind that I wouldn't see him again, because we went to the same school and because the world has always been cruel to me.

Once apon a time there was a happy little girl, then she grew up and learned the world was a cruel, ugly, pitiful place