[ Hunted 2. ] Me

No one likes me. No one talks with me. No one wants to be alone with me. I'm called Me.

I'm hungry as I wake up in my pink bedroom. I watch the room, my desk near the window, my closet near the door, as I think for another colour. I'm not a little girl anymore, even though my dad still thinks I am. My tummy rumbles when I smell eggs and bacon. I put on my sweater, as I look to a message I got from my best friend. I thought it was my friend. It's a number I don't even know, and it was something vague about coming home next week. I text the messager that he has chosen the wrong number, not noticing my name was above the message. I run downstairs without washing my face, to come back a second because a demon of a little cute sister betrayed me. I eat my bacon thinking about what I'm going to do today. I think I'll call my friend to do something,but just as I take my phone, I get a message again. Again from the weird number. Again about coming home. When I try to call the number, I can't. It doesn't bother me. I'll try again later...