Role Play Here

I Stare at the wall with tears dripping from my eyes. Why? What did I do wrong that he would have planed that? I think of that day. Why was the only question that came to my mind. I look at my friends, their sad faces looked at me. They had been dragged into it. The disaster, My mistake. They were there for me. Or was it just a plot, A different plan? Something felt wrong in my head. Gulit? Or was it.That wasn't the word. I look at the tradiors. Their smiling faces, Then laughs and the finger pointing. The name calling and the funny faces. I was done. Done with life, living this nightmare. Sometimes I felt as if asking for it to end was to much. People were fed up with me. I can understand. But slowly that wall that I was staring at turned into a black hole of nothing, of my heart.