Blue Days

It was unexpected, a slap across the face without any words before it happened. Walking towards her, Gwen didn't realize it was going to happen. She was just walking on her own not saying a word. No mean gestures were given before Cassandra slap her face. The slap was full of force but no malice of any kind seem to be in it. Then her book bag was pul from her and thrown to the ground. Her books and school supplies scattered the sidewalk. Gwen looked on in horror as Cassandra step on her books with her dirty boots. She then tear out pages from her writing notebook. She pull at Gwen's red hair and push her down onto the ground where a puddle had formed from the night before.

Gwen was just walking. Just walking, not bothering anyone. She had seen Cassandra at school before but she had seem like a nice person. Gwen didn't even know her or have any classes with her. Why then did she slap her? Cassandra was a tall girl but Gwen looked up at her, straight into Cassandra's eyes and saw nothing until after the slap. Then it was a smug smile and sparkles in her eyes.

They ran off before Gwen could say anything. Gwen sat there on the same spot for hours. Her tear-shriek face now shiny from her tears. Her jeans soaked to through her skin. Neighbors were sitting there, just watching her cry. They did nothing. She heard an old man said, "Poor Thing." No one tried to talk to her or do anything to help her. She was alone in her anguish. She could not find the words to described how she was feeling.

Finally Gwen managed to get herself up and picked up her things. She walked home, all the while crying to herself and cursing Cassandra, hoping she ended up in jail or worse. Maybe Cassandra would lose her mind and have to stay in an asylum. Gwen shake off the these thoughts but could not help herself. She had wished that she had walked the other direction when she saw them walking towards her. Cassandra was with another girl. A shorter girl who had said nothing and did nothing but did sneak a smile when Gwen's eyes watered.

Gwen knew people make fun of her because of the burnt marks on her face and because her of awkward walk from a fire last year. Still many were kind to her. She did not blamed anyone for her pain. She did not raged against anyone. She was a strong-minded girl who knows she can't blame others for her own mistakes. After eight months of therapy she had went back to school and was doing quite well. All A's and some B's. She had hope to be a writer. Her English teacher praised her on her writing. Her grandparents were very proud of her for continuing to go to school. They knew it was hard for her and did not push her.

Gwen quickly open her front door and rush inside. She ran straight to her room. Thank goodness her grandparents weren't home. She would have never be able to explain to them why she was crying. Or why she wasn't at her physical therapy session. Gwen laid on her bed trying to stop the tears that kept coming.

Gwen was sure she couldn't face Cassandra at school the next day. But she forced herself to go. She heard whisper of what had happen. Kids around her looked at her and snicker a smile. She knew she had to show Cassandra and other people that she was not bother by this incident. But she did not slap Cassandra back. She just smiled at her every time she sees her in the hallway, in the cafeteria, in the ladies bathroom, and anywhere on school ground. Gwen smile at Cassandra no matter what. Somehow this drove Cassandra nuts. Cassandra eventually switch schools before the end of the school semester. Gwen was proud of herself for not using force or violence to get back at Cassandra.