No One Understands Me Novels & Stories

He said. “No one knew? Why?” I asks “Just… madam doesn’t want anyone to know. So please, please don’t tell it to anyone too. Especially if you met a new friends here or join a circle of friends. You shouldn’t tell this to anyone, because we will be doomed if that happens” he said. How can I tell it to anyone? I am so embarrassed to make friends with other people. I am an introvert. I prefer to stay away from them.

I am twenty-four, mourning the loss of my daughter alone, without anyone to ask how I feel. No one cares. “And I didn't?” The words slip past my lips like venom. He says nothing, and I finally understand: I never mattered.

That no matter how I tried to let this go, I will always end up doing nothing and letting myself be blinded by the sensation. Maybe, no one can fully understand me instead some people will automatically decline the chance and instantly throw hurtful words against me. But really, does love needs to be good at all time? I mean, is there a chance for me to be accepted? Well, I guess it was only me who can understand myself because I was the one who suffered and I am the only who can truly understand a suffering.

My deskmate, Elaine Jenkins, was the kind of girl who was born with a sharp tongue. She loved nothing more than embarrassing me in front of everyone. When I showed up in a brand-new white shirt, she sneered, "Look at the country boy who finally made it to the city. Are you really that worried people will not realize how hopelessly tacky your taste is?" When I switched to contact lenses, she laughed. "Those eyes look like a dead fish's. Taking off your glasses is not going to magically turn you into a handsome guy." Then I won a prize in the math competition. She just rolled her eyes and said, "Please. Everyone knows he stays up all night grinding through problem sets. He practically worke

“But I really appreciate your concern. And I’m so sorry for raising my voice at you. This is not me. I’m just feeling a lot right now. Meet me on a normal day… or night, and I’m all goodness and laughter.” “I know.” He knows? What is going on here? Who is this man? I clear my throat to rid my voice of all emotions that might have gotten to it. “Okay. Thanks.” Okay, I know my head is a jumbled mess right now, but whose fault is it? With the very many entities and characters I have met since I got into the place, none has looked at me like they understand me. None has paid attention to my words. None has said the right things.

I've changed so much; I'm not sure what is me anymore. Being me is the big uncomfortable: the big hurt, the big blindness. Being blind in a world without friends is a lonely place to be. The bell rings, and swarms of buzzing students fill the halls in their zombie lines. That's the thing about this high school, and we are bored moving from grade to grade. "Aiden, I am...what I mean is..thank you."

(Can't let go) What do you say when you just don't know how you feel? (Just don't know how you feel) And you know nobody knows how you feel (feel) 'Cause everybody's got their own damn problem (their own damn problem) So everybody's trying to find their way And day by day, it's a struggle In this world you know you have to hustle Just know that you're not alone You don't always have to be strong all by yourself (All by yourself) I said, it's okay to ask for help

I'm just observing it as it rolls. "Sigh...... Why am I experiencing this discomfort once more? It makes me feel helpless, and I am helpless in general. Once more, there is a missing component. What is missing why can't I resolve this? SOMEONE , SOMEBODY, LEAD THE WAY FOR ME I'M UNABLE TO UNDERSTAND MYSELF. Shouted me while I know no one is her to understand me I grabbed up my phone and dialled Ema's number. My bestie After calling that b*tch repeatedly, she eventually answered.

A loud uproar broke out among the students. Claire chuckled behind her. "This is exactly our expression when we were informed about it too, I totally forgot to prep you, I'm sorry," she said. "No! No! This can't happen, No! How do I reach my family? My phone is the only way I get to know if they are doing okay," Kimberly cried. "I'm sorry but there's nothing you can do about it," Claire said. A drop of tear rolled down kimberly's cheeks.

I have people around me But I have no one for me I miss the old me The one who used to be happy.. There's nothing wrong going right now in my life But nothing seems right I don't know if Its my anxiety But I want this to stop please. I know I'm not alone I have people around me But they don't seem to notice I am loosing myself slowly. The things which used to make me feel happy.. It doesn't make me feel anything now. I wish someone could understand it... But again no one is me...