Depression - Super Short Scenes

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Hide In The Corner And Noone Will Know You Existed

Anna tried to forget about her boyfriend and what he had done to her. He broke up with her. She was shocked like as if a lightning bolt had just attacked her ruthlessly. She never thought something like this could happen. The feelings she was experiencing at the moment were incomprehensible and they made her feel like her heart was torn apart, literally, even the flesh one. It was so painful, she could feel it rising up in her chest.

But, knowing that this was probably normal and that this happened to almost every other girl in her class before, she knew that she had no right to cry. Everyone else was strong, she thought to herself, I should be too.

And she held her breath and let the pain scorch her.

You Are What You Eat

"Stop eating! You're going to get fatter!" mother cried out.

"I'm not fat!" I yelled back.

"Yes, you are."

I was 5'7" and I weighed 117 lbs. Was I fat? No.

"If you don't stop eating like this, you're going to get ugly and you won't be able to marry and your father and I will never get grandchildren. You will become a disgrace! You're a woman and you can't be worth anything unless you marry and plop up a child."

"But, I'm hungry!"

"One bowl is good enought for you! Do you want to be ugly?"

I shook my head.

"Good," she said, "Now finish up and go upstairs to do your studies. Focus on your studies. I won't be expecting anything else other than A's. Do you understand? You're life will be ruined if you don't. You won't be able to get into the college you want..."

I started crying. And she kept going on, "blah blah blah."

What A Waste.

I looked up at my mother. She was looking away and hugging the bible into her chest.

"What a waste," she said, in a cold, monotone voice.

I looked down at my feet and I felt betrayed.

"Such a waste for such a pretty face," she said again, taking in a big sigh.

I still couldn't believe my ears. I told her, and she responded back to me like this?

"You are a disgrace. I was expecting you to have a boyfriend, a wonderful, handsome boyfriend" she said, standing up and looking at me straight in the eye.

She shook her hands in the air, screeched and approached me, placing her hands on both sides of my face.

"Oh, how many times have I dreamed of having a daughter so beautiful and so fair that all the wonderful princes in the world would follow her to the ends of the earth and propose to her. And when I had you, I rejoiced so much. I had the perfect daughter."

My mother's eyes were so kind-looking. But, then, they turned cold. And she slapped me in the face with furious might.

I felt tears bursting out as I tumbled to the floor and I started to cry uncontrollably.

My mother didn't even flinch at her own actions. She turned away and started walking to her bedroom, where I knew she would take her afternoon nap.

She laughed and said, "And I thought lesbians were ugly. They weren't worth a man, so they thought women would do." She cocked her head and snorted through her nose like a bull.

Before entering her bedroom, she looked over at my tearful face, "What a waste."

Comments (1)

Posted by ThomasP3 04-08-2008 10:12,   ... I liked the 3rd seen very much, very descriptive, and created a vivid picture. The first two were very good but some of the descriptions could have been shortened. Example "The feelings she was experiencing at the moment were incomprehensible". Could have been shrotened to say "Her feelings were incomprehensible". All in all, very good.   » Report this comment to administrator » Reply to this comment...

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