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Death of a Wallflower

For Those Who Don't Fit In

By Amber LehmannPublished 6 years ago 1 min read
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Being a wallflower is easy when you can just blend in with your surroundings.

To not be noticed by others.

To look and listen and learn about people who don't normally talk to you.

Being a wallflower is hard because when people find out that you know more than you

should, you get hurt. I heard something that I shouldn't have.

I was hurt in an inexplicable way that no one can take back.

What happens when someone finds that one flower growing on the wall

and determines it to be ugly and wants to get rid of it?

They pluck it.

I was nothing to them.

Just a simple, ugly, unmemorable white flower that grew in a place that others couldn't.

My petals were ripped and my stem cut.

No does she love me or does she not.

Just, why are you alive?

No one cares about you.

You are nothing but a creep.

Do you like being alone?

You deserve to be alone

...

Then I hear a snap.

My petals are painted in red.

Maybe someone will finally notice me now.

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About the Creator

Amber Lehmann

Just a struggling college student trying to start a career of this. I study Creative Writing at Stephens College. I have one cat, but I'm already a crazy cat lady.

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