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I Really, Really Hate Amelia,
Her smile already gathered everyone for just her popularity, its wrapped onto her fingers,
She really got me over my nerves. One day she tried greeting me at lunch, of course i had to ignore her, i stood up and walked away.
Another day passed by, she really wasn’t giving up on talking with me, i glanced over at her for a minute. Her smile really is like the sunshine.
She keeps talking and talking and talking.. She doesn’t want to leave, I couldn't care any more and ignored her, I really hate Amelia.
Her little giggles are contagious, it’s good I don't catch them, but yet everything around felt warm, it might be my anger piling up, why is she here with me again?
My tail kept wagging, it’s weird. Whenever she greets me nowadays it wags, left and right, would it be that I'm irritated by her? My skin hair feels like rising up.
I’m feeling all hot. Why is that? It’s because I'm angry for sure, every time I look at her she always notices my red face. I Hate Amelia.
Someone was covering my eyes with their hands, I touched it to guess, I don't have anyone close at all but yet this felt oddly familiar, it was Amelia, she’s slowly trying to wrap me into her fingers.
She eats with me in lunch since ever by the days go by, seeing her right in front of me make my blood boil, my eyes were tired all day because of her, it felt drowsy.
I’m tired of her, she’s always with me talking, even at the end of school.. What does this girl want and what does she wanna be with the school loner at all? Maybe copy my assignments, yeah, that… That’s why I Hate Amelia…
She’s been catching on to me swiftly, she wasn’t trying to talk to anyone at all but me, does she not have that many friends as well? No, that might be a foolery for me, she’s popular after all.
Her smile was gone, time went by and her eyes were all puffy whenever she went to school, but still talks to me. I feel like she was crying all night, what was the reason?
She’s silent, this felt new, i mean, i wanted this for a very long time. No more chatty Amelia, but why do I feel I miss the squeaks of her voice. Is Amelia okay?
Even though she's been quite silent these past days, all she ever does is lean on my shoulder. Amelia has nothing to say but yet her small movements felt a lot.
Someone she loved died, I looked at her worriedly, she’s telling me all this stuff, but for what reason? Till her words struck me when I heard, “Because I trust you” from her very silent words.
Trust. It’s difficult to understand, why me? Is she not afraid of me blackmailing her? But I wouldn't do that either way. That felt a bit cruel even though I hate.. Hate.. Why can't I say it? Don’t I?
She’s moved on, she feels jolly these days on, I missed it, our silly banters get so well. But sometimes she stumbles over her words more often now, but i don’t care that much now.
It’s weird that she cooked lunch for me, she said it herself, my tail was wagging again, and my face felt hot, this seems a lot more different than ever, but all i could think of was that this was an opportunity that she poisoned me.
Silly, she puts little faces on her food, i found it cute, i still ate it anyways.
I looked at her, her shining bright smile, her little freckles plastered in her face, those golden locks of hair and lastly the way she gazed at me with those sky blue eyes.
I can’t breathe.
It prickles, it aches, it gives me goosebumps and it eats me all the way.
Maybe I was right, Maybe it really was poisoned.
That sweet
Poison
that seemed to affect me, really badly.
I really hate Amelia…