shi qi ; but not today
She had a lot of things on her mind, mainly the burdens that shook her body from head to toe. She was told they were lovely burdens, and that she should be happy to be the reflection of so many people, but quite honestly the experience sucked out her life energy. She had to look good in front of her peers, who admired her as a student body president. She had to be smart in front of her teachers and likeable so that they'd write her a solid letter of recommendation. She had to be obedient in front of her parents, who expected no less than success from her. All her friends loved her, even though she had trouble debating whether or not they were fake friends or real ones.
Heather Kim, the lovely girl who every guy had eyes for, was at a loss for words.
Her teachers had ganged up on her, determined to destroy her four point gpa before she graduated from high school and escaped their vicinity. Just the past few days, Heather had gotten 3 tests, 2 quizzes, 3 essays, and one group project which she put off until the last day. Now, at 4:00 AM in the morning, with those tests and quizzes looming in front of her and those deadlines staring her in the white of her eyes, she couldn't take it.
Out of all the times in her life, Heather never felt so stressed out and close to giving up than she did now. The image of a perfect student was thought to be as the best pleasure in life to accomplish, but Heather never felt full or satisfied with her life. Her parents had taught her that her version of enough wasn't reality's version of enough.
She always had to put 200% into the things that her friends only put 100% in. Her efforts weren't for naught, because she earned the envy of all the students because of her "perfection". Usually, she'd be working her ass off, hoping to make deadline, but not today.
She knew that her parents would scold her in the morning, and force her to wake up at 4 AM on all other days in the week to make up for her one mistake, but she didn't care. Not today.
Throwing on a flimsy jacket, she threw open the lock and walked out the door, breathing in the hooded black night. It smelled of cloves and cherry blossoms because of the plants that her parents had planted.
Slowly breaking into a jog, she ran towards the playground, her sanctuary. It was the only place she felt safe, and when she got there Heather plopped to the ground and looked up at the sky.
"So much things to do.." She mumbled, covering her face with her hand, "but not today."
/+ oh gosh maybe that was stereotypical. I'M SO SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING OFTEN. this is more fun than i thought c': hehe comment please, and i'm extremely grateful for the feature <3 love you all~
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